The Last Time

So, after the removal of my presence from Facebook, I’ve decided to disconnect myself from Instagram as well. I’ve already had content scraped from the platform, and the events of the last week have served to make me realise that, however attractive a platform might seem, sometimes you can spread yourself too thinly.

Therefore, starting next month, all of my visual content will be posted on Twitter exclusively, before being archived on the various websites I possess. The existing Art Aesthetics project, which is 19 days in, will be finished at the weekend and posted in its entirety to this website on Monday, March 25th.

Thank you for your understanding.

Beautiful Day

As we’re now closer to March than we are to the start of February, it is probably the moment to discuss what you can expect from next month’s theme. My daughter loves aesthetics: the complementary and the often dissonant, what one person might define as beautiful being a long way from another’s definition. Next month, both here and via Twitter, Facebook and Instagram, we will be using Aesthetics as the starting point for a number of projects.

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Aesthetics, at least one definition thereof, refers to important principles in Art History. Speaking as a bit of an amateur lover of all things Art Movement next month will have 31 Haiku, available every day via Instagram and on the Internet of Words Twitter feed, which will explain key aesthetics, quite possibly chronologically if I get my life sorted out. So, you get a bit of poetry and some lovely pictures to boot.

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Of course, I’ll be continuing to use You Tube as a place where I don’t make videos but simply highlight other people’s work: in March you’ll get some alternative definitions of beautiful, as well as a bunch of songs about growth and renewal as part of our #Soundtracking2018 initiative. There’ll also be what is turning out to be a rather popular feature, the daily Short Story on the Twitter feed. This month, we’ll be using Valentine’s Day as our starting point, presenting a poignant love story… or is it?

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Needless to say, I have a lot of other ideas on the table for next month: keep your eyes on the official @InternetofWords Twitter for more details closer to the time.

For now, I have some homework to start…

Closing Time

When I started this journey into organised content, there would often be weeks where half (or more) of what was planned simply never came to fruition. Often it would be apathy that won the day, or I’d simply not find the ability within me to do on Thursday what had been so brilliant to consider on Sunday. Now, I refuse to finish a weekday evening without at least 60% of the scheduled content complete. That means that until this post is finished, I’m not off the clock. Suddenly, routine and planning have become as important as the content itself. This is because of a promise I made before my Patreon started.

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I’ve struggled over the years with consistency and commitment. Of course, the only person who loses out ultimately from the shortcomings is me, but when I started asking people to pay me to work, that wasn’t good enough. I have a responsibility if individuals turn up and hand over cash to be not only consistent but culpable. That meant a distinct re-assessment of priority sets, and the ability to define tasks in a framework I was capable not only of hitting but exceeding. It has helped enormously that this has also happened on the leisure side of my life: cycling and weightlifting are both contributing to an increase in mental capacity.

There are other people who have helped me too, and their capacity to fit together and unlock parts of my subconscious has been almost poetic in combination. They say sometimes you don’t notice the influences in your life, but I’m grateful and happy to be able not only to spot those individuals but have them as examples to aspire to. I also have to credit a change in listening habits for the renaissance in creativity. Spotify is proving surprisingly fruitful and amazing by turns as a means to foster the expansion of my mind. I’m reading again, and have a selection of items that I’m looking forward to on Netflix.

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It’s not all perfect, however, but when the storms come (as is unavoidable) they have become a great deal easier to weather than was ever previously the case. That’s not just because of mental and physical fortitude either. It’s a complex balance of so many things, which makes me both pleased and comforted that when it really mattered, and I needed to step up to the task, it happened. The next step, of course, is to move up into a new space and make the most of the opportunities that exist within it. That’s the plan for the rest of February, and I’m already rolling.

I’ll see you bright and early on Monday when we start again. Enjoy the weekend’s scheduled poetry.

Go with the Flow

So, I’m behind this week, but there’s a very good reason. The fates appear to have aligned on a great many areas of what could previously be described as problematic content. As a result, I’m two days into editing a NaNo novel from times past, and I have a couple of short stories that were nothing more than fumes a few days ago. Creativity, after a period where nothing existed, has returned with a vengeance. I know why this is, am not going to argue, but am conscious there also needs to be a thought to the future. That’s why we’re already looking forward to next month.

I have decided therefore that March is going to be a month of poetry.

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As the weather is getting slightly kinder this will also push me out of comfort zones and the house in order to use the Outside World (TM) for inspiration. There’ll be more details on the nuts and bolts of the content once I’ve finalised everything next week, but I want to use places I find beautiful as inspiration for the majority of my workload. It will also mean quite literally blowing the dust off my camera and not relying on the mobile phone as a means of taking pictures.

I really am rather excited at the possibilities 😀

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Beauty for me is quite a complicated equation. It is rarely physical (though there are exceptions) and often found in nature. I love history as an aesthetic concept: ancient Egypt, the Victorian period… which leeches into architecture and construction. There are so many possibilities for the month to look forward to, including my options for the #Narrating2018 and #Soundtracking 2018 strands of content. In fact, just writing this blog post has inspired more possibilities.

My aesthetics are a key part of what I am. I look forward to sharing them with you.

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Today is the last push for me to be ready for February’s new Content Onslaught (TM) and, as it stands, things are looking pretty well finished. I won’t get the Short Story archived in one hit as I’d hoped, but it is close enough now for me to not stress about that process happening in a few pieces. The secondary content will follow and be introduced as time goes on, and I have a decent window of opportunity to even take a day off (of sorts) on Friday to organise some domestic stuff.

All in all, the balancing act is beginning to pay off.

There will be a new content appearing tomorrow on various pages too: the January #Narrating 2018 and #Soundtracking2018, plus the first of our short stories will all have their own spaces. It is the necessary evolution of using Twitter as a delivery medium, to place this content in a static space for long-term consumption. It means that stories that I don’t produce in this way but still want to share will have a long-term home, and I hope there will be a lot more of them going forward.

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I’ve also reached out to Twitter in the hope of finding someone to prepared to start working with me, perhaps on a reciprocal basis.

I certainly would not have considered this course of action a year ago. I hope it can be the start of steps forward into new spaces and bigger Universes, but until I put myself on the line, I’ll never know.

BRING ON THE MONTH OF LURVE.

Is That All There Is?

You may not know this, but I have a Facebook page.

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Let’s be honest here, it’s just a place where I retweet blog posts and my two Instagram feeds. I’ve tried interactions but honestly my heart is not in it. I also have a personal page but it is never used and I frankly refuse to acknowledge the procession of ‘friends suggestions’ I’m given. I can tell you exactly when my love affair with the platform ended. In the same 48 hour period, my dad and a woman I’d taken steps to distance myself from in the past both asked to follow me in quick succession. There’s a reason you put life in your own hands and don’t hand it to algorithms. After that, Facebook was always going to be an afterthought.

Honestly, I have no regrets at all.

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From The Guardian’s article

Now I’m told that all that Fake News in the US has wrought some mindful change in the platform… except people I trust are saying this is hollow. You can now make adverts for lost pets or to poll your community on what is the best picture from your family photo-shoot… but you’ll be asked to pay for them. There’s no way this platform can sustain itself as free without advertising somewhere, and it has to happen as a result, because there’s only so many ways your finite data resources can be sold. Mostly, any notion of change is irrelevant when it lies to its own users in order to get attention. I am consistently told I have far more notifications than is actually the case. An algorithm offering a new friend ‘suggestion’ is not a notification I asked for or wanted.

If I didn’t think there might be some redeemable part of this company, I would have deleted my presence a long time ago. As it happens, we may well be about to reach that point.

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As I approach the point where social interaction matters less and less if accompanied by any kind of deception, it is easier to simply uncouple from the drama. Not everybody has to be your friend. Just because other people follow you does not mean it is a requirement to either reciprocate or feel an urge to become overtly social. I have decided that if there is no real meaning in my relationships, it won’t matter how many followers appear after my name. Most people only turn up for two things anyway: offering free shit is always a great guarantee of grasping that passing interest, or having a notion of genuine skill. If I get good enough via writing to garner a large following, they will get my sense of humour and how I react to shit like this, OR ELSE THEY’D NOT HAVE FOLLOWED ME TO BEGIN WITH.

Social media is never truly yours to dictate until a certain level of ‘fame’ is reached.

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If I believe what I’m told, every time I use the f-word in a Tweet half the platform’s automatically censored from seeing I exist anyway. It doesn’t matter what I say, it is all being sanitised before the World can get indignant about it. The fact my follower count is in the negative this month for the first time in a while is nothing to do with people leaving in droves. I’m setting my own rules, and once they’re organised, we’ll see about turning those numbers around.

I’m not afraid of being alone. The bigger concern remains being genuine and true to what I believe. Once that’s consistent, we’ll work on everything else.

February Content :: Get It On

After six months of Patreon curation, I’ve begun to grasp that themes are really very useful for focussing the mind. Whether it be a Book of the Month or simply a strand of associative subjects, planning in advance is utterly essential not simply for cohesion. With February marking nine years of Warcraft blogging, I decided to take the easy route for inspiration this time around. This isn’t about romance, however. I’ll leave the hearts and flowers to others, my Month of Lurve is all about the stuff nobody talks about during daylight hours but still counts.

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Next month’s short story (serialised on Twitter and then reproduced here in complete form) is a cautionary tale based in an ‘alternative’ England where it is men who are considered as both fairer and weaker sex. Ignoring both tradition and dress codes in a show of rebellion, two lovers decide to build a better future for themselves in the most public manner possible… plus there’ll be the regular weekly selection of Micropoetry and Haiku on a number of subjects relevant to relationships in the 21st Century. I also have some other ideas, and if time permits there may be some erotic fiction on offer.

Well, we all know that’s how this works after dinner and a movie, right?

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With video and music streams to complement all this, I’m already rather excited about February’s schedule. What this announcement does is confirm that I’ll be working on the longer form of next month’s content starting today, thus maintaining a constant stream of TOP QUALITY GUBBINS from month to month. If this all works out I’ll also make time for the personal projects I wish to complete, and (hopefully) encourage more people to throw cash at me. I’m not gonna lie, this is the long term aim of all the hard work, and hopefully consistency will end up as its own reward.

Without further ado, let’s get to it.

Seconds Out

I made it through an entire week of content. I’m not sure whether I should celebrate or not, because this means I am now obliged to do the same for the next 51 weeks, and that might be a bit of a stretch… except the process of organising myself is already reaping unexpected rewards. Instead of feeling sorry for myself whilst unwell yesterday there was a bike ride and some really satisfying application of energy to improving the World around me. All that stuff about individuals being unable to change their circumstance is only true to a point.

The more sharp-eyed amongst you will notice that there’s now a page dedicated to my poetry (in graphic format) which started to appear on Twitter in the second half of 2017. I’m hoping to write at least a couple of these a month for 2018, and when they get an airing on Social media you can expect to see them archived here shortly afterwards. I hope at some point to shove all of these together in an e-book or some kind of more formal presentation format, but don’t hold your breath on that.

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After that, this week is about getting ahead on posting and making some clear air for editing and back-end work. That means you may not see me about as much on Social media but you can rest assured I’ll still be around, working hard. I am looking forward to sharing with you what is coming up for February too, which I’ll be revealing this time next week.

For now, it is on with the grind.

Wondrous Stories

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This site is still not nearly as ‘done’ as I would like, and as a result, for the next few days, lots of stuff’s gonna get poked and prodded. That will include adding pages for the two new ideas I decided to throw into the mix at the 11th hour on New Year’s Eve, and are already looking like the best ones I’ve had for quite some time. Both are completely autonomous too: they rely on a regular scheduled post, and the ability to organise myself once a week for the next fifty-one.

#Narrating2018 is the more esoteric of the two ideas: taking random memories from my past and recalling them in the present, then using that inspiration as a basis for more content and reflection. This month, that means colour documentaries from the 1950’s to the 1970’s, uploaded by a disparate bunch of individuals to You Tube for posterity. It is memory preservation without the often annoying subtext/soundtrack that modern YT content creators think is funny or relevant. I like my past untainted, so it can be judged objectively.

Then there’s the #indy31 which forms a larger part of #Soundtracking2018: a year’s worth of music that matters to me, on a month by month basis. I’ll be sorting out my You Tube channel next week in anticipation of actual usage, where these songs can go as fully formed playlists, plus some written accompaniment as context. It is all very simple: other people have done the work, I’m just curating the results. It is one of my skills, which should be used to the fullest potential possible.

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All these things are a part of my life I live with a passion, but have never really taken the time to share with other people. It seems sometimes like too much effort to do so, when in reality the only real problem is being willing to share. In a world where so many people have lost the basic ability to both accommodate others and embrace their differences, it is high time I left my prejudices at the door and celebrated things just for what they are and not what others tell me to believe. More importantly however, my own, often dangerous inability to think outside the box I live in has the capacity to serve as a real hindrance. If I can show willing to step outside my comfort zones, then maybe this will encourage others to follow suit.

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The proof of all this will, undoubtedly be in the consumption. Time to shut up talking a good game, and start playing it.

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