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The voice in my head is kind of a little shit.

Not to me (at least, usually not to me), but in response to the bonkers and AI-sloppy things I read on LinkedIn, other social media, and in the news.

Balevine and birdcar can attest to this. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve sent them a piece I wrote, only to have one of them come back with “…what’s your goal with this?” so that I can rework it to be less of a jerk about something like an actual professional writer.

( And don’t get me wrong, I love being a little shit. )

Once upon a time in ye olde internet (which is now far, far away), there was a fantastical place called LiveJournal.

All kinds of people lived there: fandom youngsters and fandom olds, poetry nerds, literary greats. And one teenager in South Carolina writing fanfiction on the family laptop while her mother was in bed.

The denizens of LiveJournal did their best to live in harmony, and developed a thriving community. An LJer would style their blog to match their personality, add an icon for every situation, change their mood with every post, but most of all: they would feed the community by reading and commenting on their friends' posts.

There was no algorithm and (for a beautiful and fleeting moment) no real censor. LJers curated their experience and cultivated their friends list or they perished.

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