LJ Will Survive!!!!
Mar. 10th, 2022 07:57 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mallorys_cameraRegarding those rumors about Russia’s imminent breakaway from the global Internet, my long-time Russki DW flister chum reports:
11 March may be a little pessemistic, but they do try to create locked-up segment, separated from Internet backbones. A boon to state security, obviously. We already face a push to switch to state-backdoored Yandex Browser and Atom, because of government sites switching to security certificates Chrome etc. don't care for.
The fun part will come when they try to move everything to Russian hostings. It will almost certainly kill off everything web-enabled for a few weeks here.
So, LJ will survive!
Following a seizure or two.
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Meanwhile, we got enough snow to be picturesque but not enough to be inconvenient:
I TaxBwana-ed. I finished the Remunerative Project. (16,000 words, 57 pages!)
I got rejected by the Stegner Fellowship folks.
That was always a long shot, and probably is a good thing since I wouldn’t have been able to spend June traveling if I’d been accepted. And I want to travel.
I will have to spend some time thinking through a plan for finishing the Work in Progress. It is difficult to write creatively when my brain is cranking out economic analyses. But obviously, one must have $$$$ to pay the bills.
And I’ll have to spend some time thinking about a plan for marketing the Work in Progress—since given the current state of publishing, it seems unlikely it will be picked up by a mainstream publisher. But I do see an audience for the novel. So, I’ll probably have to do the stealth Internet treasure hunt marketing thing—Instagram, Twitter, dedicated blog, Substack, etc. etc. etc.
Fortunately, I do not have to come up with either plan today!
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Was I dejected by the Stegner rejection?
Of course!
My sense of myself depends wholly upon the validation of others!
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And every day, I grow more and more dejected about the Forever War, currently focusing its laser-like intensity in Ukraine.
The bombing of that Mariupol maternity hospital.
I literally cannot imagine anything more horrifying than going into labor with mortar shells detonating all around me.
And that beautiful blonde woman and her two children lying dead on that partially destroyed bridge. With that green pet carrier beside them. (The tiny Yorkie survived but it had to have one of its legs amputated.)
I wonder whether that’s the thing that grips me about the War in Ukraine? And failed to grip me about similar wars in Syria, Yemen, Rwanda?
The Ukrainians all have pets!!!
This, of course, is an incredibly ridiculous and superficial reason to be moved by the plight of one set of people over another set of people.
Particularly since there’s no reason to believe that Syrians, Yemenis, and Rwandans don’t also have pets.
But then, I’m a ridiculous and superficial person. I own it. Yup, I say. C’est moi. Catch me if you can!
11 March may be a little pessemistic, but they do try to create locked-up segment, separated from Internet backbones. A boon to state security, obviously. We already face a push to switch to state-backdoored Yandex Browser and Atom, because of government sites switching to security certificates Chrome etc. don't care for.
The fun part will come when they try to move everything to Russian hostings. It will almost certainly kill off everything web-enabled for a few weeks here.
So, LJ will survive!
Following a seizure or two.
###
Meanwhile, we got enough snow to be picturesque but not enough to be inconvenient:
I TaxBwana-ed. I finished the Remunerative Project. (16,000 words, 57 pages!)
I got rejected by the Stegner Fellowship folks.
That was always a long shot, and probably is a good thing since I wouldn’t have been able to spend June traveling if I’d been accepted. And I want to travel.
I will have to spend some time thinking through a plan for finishing the Work in Progress. It is difficult to write creatively when my brain is cranking out economic analyses. But obviously, one must have $$$$ to pay the bills.
And I’ll have to spend some time thinking about a plan for marketing the Work in Progress—since given the current state of publishing, it seems unlikely it will be picked up by a mainstream publisher. But I do see an audience for the novel. So, I’ll probably have to do the stealth Internet treasure hunt marketing thing—Instagram, Twitter, dedicated blog, Substack, etc. etc. etc.
Fortunately, I do not have to come up with either plan today!
###
Was I dejected by the Stegner rejection?
Of course!
My sense of myself depends wholly upon the validation of others!
###
And every day, I grow more and more dejected about the Forever War, currently focusing its laser-like intensity in Ukraine.
The bombing of that Mariupol maternity hospital.
I literally cannot imagine anything more horrifying than going into labor with mortar shells detonating all around me.
And that beautiful blonde woman and her two children lying dead on that partially destroyed bridge. With that green pet carrier beside them. (The tiny Yorkie survived but it had to have one of its legs amputated.)
I wonder whether that’s the thing that grips me about the War in Ukraine? And failed to grip me about similar wars in Syria, Yemen, Rwanda?
The Ukrainians all have pets!!!
This, of course, is an incredibly ridiculous and superficial reason to be moved by the plight of one set of people over another set of people.
Particularly since there’s no reason to believe that Syrians, Yemenis, and Rwandans don’t also have pets.
But then, I’m a ridiculous and superficial person. I own it. Yup, I say. C’est moi. Catch me if you can!
