NOTES - Issue 1: Editing out loud
AKA - CAN I SHOW YOU MY CLAYMATION PROJECT?
This week, these are the only lines that feel ‘done’ from a filling-up notebook.
But that’s ok, because these ones made it through, and my body still likes them.
Week 1 - Writing Becomes Editing
After weeks of writing-without-thinking
and then posting-without-same:
I am editing my shit together
With (for the first time ever)
a writing current that doesn’t feel like:
deadline panic/3am jitters
almost being found out
scalpel as shot-gun self-judgment
Funny, after so many years of ‘SCARY!’
to be figuring out writing out loud -
and have that not feel like anything
but threading it all together:
me in my head: the talking and pausing
in conversation with all-of-yous
picking sticks and feathers and words
out of my pockets
at the end
of every
night
That said, once in a while - it also feels a whole lot like this.
Where to find all the things
From alllll the notebooks, separate channels are forming:
is settling into its own current - with help arriving soon
in the form of an Alan Turing grant to help get our infrastructure set up
(Which in turn, is the architecture for ChronicKin/Long Covid Lighthouse)
and updates on what we are doing coming soon too.
Companion Species for long form reflections on AI + evolving weird/wyrd/AI-human hybrid planting poetry (LINK SHORTLY)
And this stays here, for writing that’s just, increasingly, me