Come to think of it, why would anyone write a book in 2020? I take it all back. It's all about bits. Atoms are too heavy. And memories are dreams about illusions. Fiction is where truth is. And poems about fiction are fun to think about.
And of course, while I'm dreaming big, I'd like to see: onfocus : images. oh wait, this site is called onfocus, and it's a place where I publish images. It's not so much a dream after all.
On the way home, I was imagining myself in 20 years, living in a dank London flat – far away from the California coast. What book could I write? I came up with several expos
I just got back from hearing a local author speak about his book. Ken Mansfield talked about his wild ride from US head of Apple Records to a more anonymous man living in a small fishing town. He talked about how he got his book, The Beatles, The Bible, and Bodega Bay published. (official book info here.) He had a number of interesting stories about the Beatles. I love going to book readings because I think I'd like to be an author someday. (More in my next post.)
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this used to be my mailbox
sometimes, at 5 am, drunk people on four-wheelers crash into your mailbox, through your fence, and into the tree in your front yard. strange but true. at least true in my experience. now.
that picture was taken in Garberville, CA outside of a diner. it's a very small town in the middle of the redwoods. that day I wore my <body> shirt. at lunch, the waiter commented on it. "That's HTML, right?" he asked. "Yep," I smiled. When I got the bill at the end of the meal he had written: <center>T H A N X</center> on it. Living in the Bay Area, I sometimes forget that there are places where being a web geek is still subculture.
I sound like an old man in my last post. Why, back in my day there were only 10 weblogs. And we liked it!
Nikolai takes a trip down memory lane. (I remember back when fairvue was a sub directory of spacemonkeys.net.) Congrats on a year.