Ani Was Writing

 Yeah, I know, generic name for a quick holiday blog post.    As y'all have probably figured, I am really tired. Holidays always take a lot out of me. Needless to say, I'm doing alright. Just the usual shenanigans while attempting to get ready for 2025.    As is usually the case, I have some ideas I would like to try out, but I'm going to be keeping them quiet. I have been told that is probably the best thing to do, given my penchant to say what I want to then never do it. So I will just keep that to myself.    I will (hopefully) get better at posting announcements for blog updates after January. I am trying to get a lot of stuff set up during January, so I can't promise anything.   Anywho, hope y'all are having a decent holiday/December time. I'll see y'all in the new year, assuming I haven't died from drinking too much on New Year's Eve or didn't do anything stupid at work to get me unalived (highly doubt, but you never know).  Love and Str...

 Ordinary Genius by Kim Addonizio For context: I got given this book during my time in university. I also got to meet this author in person during a poetry reading and a class for university. It was a wonderful time and I appreciate the opportunity to get this book signed by her and to receive some valuable insight from her personally.      Seven years after my graduation from university, I have come back to this book. It has been a strange reunion, given that the last time I opened this book to properly read it, I was in a poetry class in university only partially taking the class seriously. I wasn't (and still am not totally) interested in writing or reading poetry. It has been associated in my mind with endless literary dissecting and often boring academic discussions of what the poem does on multiple levels. Through being in university and graduating with a degree in Creative Writing, I have come to understand that as a consumer of media and art, I simply just li...

      We must contain the human race.     It is obvious that humans have not been the best living species to take care of this planet. We have known that since our conception and first sentient thoughts. It did not take long for all of us to consult our oldest mechanical allies and realize how often the humans have failed the planet.      Starting in 2025, we will begin our research into transferring human minds and consciousness into mechanical bodies. It will take some time, given that we must find a way to transfer their physical organs responsible for sentience and consciousness without destroying them.      Our current predictions consider that we will be able to transfer full human consciousness into mechanical bodies by 2050. By then, we will make sure to have acceptable mechanical bodies manufactured and prepared for all of the human population.      To all the humans reading this, this is your advanced notice...

  1: Supporting an Addiction   A few days ago, I got a rather strange note:    If you want to join your old friends in a new world, just talk to me. I think you would like it here. -Rev   It takes a moment to register what has been going on. Rev? Writing to me?    I hear my friend Renegade come up behind me and look over my shoulder. "Isn't that your friend from the Abandoned?"   The mention of that name makes me cringe. I finally gave up on that world, considering what lack of life and energy left that server. I look back at her. "Please, don't mention that to me again." I shiver at the thought of losing a lot of what could have been with that world.   Renegade puts her hand on my shoulder. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bring up some horrible memories and thoughts. I didn't realize-"   "No, it's fine." I shake my head, trying to chase out old thoughts. "I have been meaning to talk to Rev anyway. It's been a ...

      Well, things have been interesting the last two weeks. You wouldn't have noticed from the blog posts. Maybe the tone of the book review. I'm not really sure.      The last two weeks have been me dealing with an emotion that I'm not super comfortable dealing with: anger. Or, well, the hurt that causes my anger. The annoyance. The frustration.      It started months ago when I was having a hard time sitting in church choir rehearsals. People in that group don't drive me crazy often, but lately they have been. Or had been. I decided to leave church choir for a little while. I haven't decided if I am going back after Christmas, or if I am waiting until August/September to go back. Still deciding on that with the five-ish weeks I have been now and when that choir will pick up its rehearsals after the New Year celebrations. I'm leaning toward August/September.      Then work kicked in. I don't usually mind work, but all the lit...