Nothing to be alarmed about. The deaths I speak of are strictly digital and involve non-sentient entities. One might even say that these deaths are refreshing and rejuvenating.
Number one: my Mastodon account. Not that there was anything much to it, but it had existed, and now it is no more. I just didn’t think that I’d ever use it.
Number two: Memento Mori Moments died. Maybe MMM was meant to die a very quick death. I mean, its name is Memento Mori Moments, so. A self-fulfilling prophecy, this one.
Anything that I might have talked about on MMM can be covered on Sponge. Sponge is capable of absorbing anything, even its sisters. It’s that kind of sponge.
As to the one change: it's actually one set of related changes.
The Sitting Log is no more. Its raison d'être was simple: do not commit the sin of talking about writing more than actually writing.The examination so far has confirmed that, overall, I don’t spend more time talking about writing than writing.
Then some minor hassles happened with write.as. (Long story short: username change, things not connecting as intended, etc.) When I first started using write.as, I thought I could really divide and categorize and get organized with it, because the plan I’m on allows for one main blog plus nine extra blogs. But the division/categorization/organization isn’t going to happen. Functionalities are limited for the extra blogs.
So, all these circumstances resulted in the One blog to rule them all, instead of many blogs.
(And 일기 (diary) will stay on its own extra blog, because that belongs to my supporting persona. She does weird extrovert stuff on other platforms anyway, so it's no biggy, whether all functionalities are there for the blog or not.)
The one upcoming maybe-change is this:
I might go back to publishing on Amazon. I left the platform sometime in Summer 2021. (July or August, I can’t remember.)
I didn’t leave because Amazon is the Big Bad Tech Corp. I left because of its increasing incompetence of hiring people who either can’t speak English or refuse to actually communicate in English. I’d wasted about a month or two of going in circles with canned responses and being tossed from one “help” person to another “help” person who contradicted themselves and refused to provide details.
So I left and used the opportunity to rebrand and republish all the back list in non-Amazon places.
But recently, a writer friend told me that there is no way to completely avoid the hassle of Amazon anyway, because it’s that big. My not being there doesn't somehow put me in a universe where Amazon is no more.
So, the question isn’t “How do I avoid the hassle?”
It’s “Which road leads to the least hassle?”
And when comparing the hassle of being in the Amazon ecosystem vs. being outside, which is better? My friend argued, the former. Because, the canned responses will stay the same. The lack of communication will stay the same. Everything, pretty much, will stay the same, except that I will have that little Contact Us button for writers to directly contact Amazon, and the books I want to talk to them about will be my books in their system.
She makes a good point.
Whatever I end up deciding, I appreciated my friend's practical approach that came from personal experience as well as indirect experiences from other writers (who publish), because I'm not interested in moral absolutism. I have my morals and they are absolute for me, but they have little to do with the world's.
My priorities are (from most important to least important, but still important enough to make the list):
Making the most of my time.
Making the most of other resources, such as money.
Living up to my ideologies/ideals.
Because, more time = more writing. Absolutely, always.
More money sometimes means more writing, but not always.
Ideologies/ideals are the most variable ones. Sometimes they lead to more writing, but surprisingly (unsurprisingly?) often, they do not.
Writing. That in and of itself is my primary moral imperative. My raison d'être. I’ll reevaluate the situation against this imperative and decide what to do next.
Until then, I will keep eating peaches. I think I ate 60 or so peaches this summer. 🍑 This is no hyperbole. I mean literally 60 peaches. Basically, a peach every day for two months.
Last year, it was watermelons. I tend to do this. Pick a fruit for a season and just... eat the heck out of it.
Okay that's it, bye!