Oh, Such a Friday
Mar. 21st, 2008 12:06 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
itsallovernowThings I'm Wishing For, In a Random Sort of Way:
- A national magazine that had the reader base of The New Yorker without the focus on, well, New York. I'm sorry New Yorkers, you're not actually the center of the free world. People all over the country have intelligent, interesting and rational thoughts as well. They've got stuff to say. I'd like a magazine that addressed the myriad different people who don't consider Manhattan the sun around which the rest of the country revolves. I'd love a magazine that took a particularly Western US perspective on culture, politics, events, people, literature, the online universe, etc. I'd love a magazine that seemed to represent a myriad of people, from different economic backgrounds, social backgrounds, ethnic and religious backgrounds.
I'm annoyed right now because The New Yorker just won a major magazine award, and deserved or not, it kind of pisses me off that the bulk of the winners were centered in New York. I feel like the rest of us are not being represented, and likely, it's through our own laconic fault.
So, a magazine tailored to your interests and lifestyle. What would that look like?
- a solid business plan for a writing center where people could pay a monthly or daily fee to come get feedback on there work, share it, work on it, etc. I envision a sort of laid back place – desks, couches, etc. with two or three people always staffing it to offer feedback. A place where all types of writers could come to work. When we do lock-ins, even when very little gets done, it's incredibly rewarding to have dedicated that time to writing with a bunch of other people working on the same stuff. I know this kind of stuff happens virtually, but having a butt in seat sort of place, where you feel obligated to work by paying the nominal fee, seems like a good idea.
- That I hadn't turned down the opportunity to go to the Buffy Reunion panel at the Paley Fest yesterday. It was a good decision, and a smart decision, (and legitimately, Thursdays are my teaching day, and I was teaching and I took class and feel like a new person) but I'm still sort of. "Oh woe is me, I should have gone."
- That someone would come do the literal mountain of laundry I have going on. I have built a hill out of clothes, I have no clean underwear left, and odds are, I'm going to have to take this afternoon off to do it. If I do so, I'll actually feel pretty proud of myself, like I took an important step forward in the evolution of my will to change.
- That putting some of my finances in order didn't make me feel quite so much like I was going to throw up. Ah well, I already feel woozy. Might as well do my taxes this weekend.
- That I were going to Barcelona to soak in the sun of somewhere I'd never been.
Obviously, I'm not boycotting LJ today. I don't… look, I love a good boycott, and I appreciate the outrage (I always like to gently encourage some righteous indignation, but seriously folks? It's a corporation. They need to make money. They want to make money. I don't love their policies, and when I decide I dislike how they're effecting people more than I like the format and the business model, I'll leave. For right now, not so much.)
- A national magazine that had the reader base of The New Yorker without the focus on, well, New York. I'm sorry New Yorkers, you're not actually the center of the free world. People all over the country have intelligent, interesting and rational thoughts as well. They've got stuff to say. I'd like a magazine that addressed the myriad different people who don't consider Manhattan the sun around which the rest of the country revolves. I'd love a magazine that took a particularly Western US perspective on culture, politics, events, people, literature, the online universe, etc. I'd love a magazine that seemed to represent a myriad of people, from different economic backgrounds, social backgrounds, ethnic and religious backgrounds.
I'm annoyed right now because The New Yorker just won a major magazine award, and deserved or not, it kind of pisses me off that the bulk of the winners were centered in New York. I feel like the rest of us are not being represented, and likely, it's through our own laconic fault.
So, a magazine tailored to your interests and lifestyle. What would that look like?
- a solid business plan for a writing center where people could pay a monthly or daily fee to come get feedback on there work, share it, work on it, etc. I envision a sort of laid back place – desks, couches, etc. with two or three people always staffing it to offer feedback. A place where all types of writers could come to work. When we do lock-ins, even when very little gets done, it's incredibly rewarding to have dedicated that time to writing with a bunch of other people working on the same stuff. I know this kind of stuff happens virtually, but having a butt in seat sort of place, where you feel obligated to work by paying the nominal fee, seems like a good idea.
- That I hadn't turned down the opportunity to go to the Buffy Reunion panel at the Paley Fest yesterday. It was a good decision, and a smart decision, (and legitimately, Thursdays are my teaching day, and I was teaching and I took class and feel like a new person) but I'm still sort of. "Oh woe is me, I should have gone."
- That someone would come do the literal mountain of laundry I have going on. I have built a hill out of clothes, I have no clean underwear left, and odds are, I'm going to have to take this afternoon off to do it. If I do so, I'll actually feel pretty proud of myself, like I took an important step forward in the evolution of my will to change.
- That putting some of my finances in order didn't make me feel quite so much like I was going to throw up. Ah well, I already feel woozy. Might as well do my taxes this weekend.
- That I were going to Barcelona to soak in the sun of somewhere I'd never been.
Obviously, I'm not boycotting LJ today. I don't… look, I love a good boycott, and I appreciate the outrage (I always like to gently encourage some righteous indignation, but seriously folks? It's a corporation. They need to make money. They want to make money. I don't love their policies, and when I decide I dislike how they're effecting people more than I like the format and the business model, I'll leave. For right now, not so much.)
