I must be stupidly hormonal, because I saw like ten posts about Dreamwidth on my friendslist when I logged on from work, and I actually teared up.
It was one thing when everyone was jumping ship because they were afraid we were all going to be deleted or lost in the ether, another when they just want to. I feel obsolete. LOL.
Anyway, I won't be going over there. This is a permanent account. I've been wearing the same shoes for three years, and the same eyeglasses for fourteen. Why? Because they're paid for.
Anyone else feel like chaffe?
I mean, when I first discovered fandom and fanfiction, I only posted on sn.tv. And then someone opened my eyes to ff.net, where OMG there were so many more stories, and there were even some GOOD ones, and you could keep lists of faves and get alerts, and woohoo, best thing ever. And then someone linked me to LJ, where, WOW the REAL writers are there. And eventually, I moved there, cuz I wanna be real, too, ya know? LOL. It's like we're all wheat, and every so often something comes along and shakes us up to find out where the real wheat is and where the chaffe is. I'm tired of trying to be wheat.
You can only chase the sunset so long before you're stepping on your own shadow, I guess.
So, anyway, that's my longwinded way of saying, I'm not going over there, and I'm just hoping this isn't destined to be The Pit.
That being said, if I had invite codes for everyone on my flist who wants one, I'd totally give them to you. Go. Be wheat. Feed the world. LOL.
It was one thing when everyone was jumping ship because they were afraid we were all going to be deleted or lost in the ether, another when they just want to. I feel obsolete. LOL.
Anyway, I won't be going over there. This is a permanent account. I've been wearing the same shoes for three years, and the same eyeglasses for fourteen. Why? Because they're paid for.
Anyone else feel like chaffe?
I mean, when I first discovered fandom and fanfiction, I only posted on sn.tv. And then someone opened my eyes to ff.net, where OMG there were so many more stories, and there were even some GOOD ones, and you could keep lists of faves and get alerts, and woohoo, best thing ever. And then someone linked me to LJ, where, WOW the REAL writers are there. And eventually, I moved there, cuz I wanna be real, too, ya know? LOL. It's like we're all wheat, and every so often something comes along and shakes us up to find out where the real wheat is and where the chaffe is. I'm tired of trying to be wheat.
You can only chase the sunset so long before you're stepping on your own shadow, I guess.
So, anyway, that's my longwinded way of saying, I'm not going over there, and I'm just hoping this isn't destined to be The Pit.
That being said, if I had invite codes for everyone on my flist who wants one, I'd totally give them to you. Go. Be wheat. Feed the world. LOL.