This was relatively difficult to read, and special. I didn't know writing could have this effect. It's almost like watching this music video (serious warning: don't open if you have photosensitive epilepsy), but then with text.
I also think I missed about 80% of the references. I actually looked up a few. A good "year in summary".
Patricia Lockwood should be an interview for a future season of The Midnight Gospel. This stream of vernacular is trippy as fuck. Around the bend of each effective paragraph of imagery, humor or just plain blunt truth is another and another.
It’s Wonderful. Season 1 is super short. Duncan Trussell interviews people on a variety of themes (the season finale is a powerful interview with his mother prior to her death that has resonated with many viewers) and the real interviews are married to really trippy and zany animated visuals. The animation generally follows the main character as he lives in a trailer in the multiverse and his portal device is a vaginal womb each time he travels to land in an interview and different landscape.
Unreal. Amazing. Ok - so I started reading this "piece" (lol) while making coffee and putzing aimlessly around my kitchen. But after a few hard whacks (basically just like: omg, did she really just say that?) I settled in for good for almost an entire hour and just... let it happen. I read it all in one big, furious gulp. Sweeter than candy!
At times I wished it was a bit more coherent (rather than lots of little disconnected bits) but it doesn't matter because everything everywhere these days is just disconnected bits - a point that Lockwood makes oh so well.
I love what writing like this does to me. It makes me feel so much less alone in my 'fear+excitement' of the web, the portal. And also inspired to keep working to make it better. We don't have to look at stupidity all day every day. But we also don't have to whip the shit our of ourselves for our persistent failure against the stupid, the one "big brain" we all share. Stupid isn't "wrong" just as beautiful isn't "right." It's all just stuff. Stuff to look at, think about, and talk through. It's all just information. So perhaps that's the takeaway: It doesn't matter how you process information, just make sure you're processing something. Otherwise you're dead. Or a robot.
And, again and again, we must keep asking ourselves this:
Excellent!!! I agree!! This piece is fucking glorious.
Why were we all writing like this now? Because a new kind of connection had to be made – and blink, synapse, little space between was the only way to make it. Or because, and this was more frightening, it was the way the portal wrote.
This was relatively difficult to read, and special. I didn't know writing could have this effect. It's almost like watching this music video (serious warning: don't open if you have photosensitive epilepsy), but then with text.
Patricia Lockwood should be an interview for a future season of The Midnight Gospel. This stream of vernacular is trippy as fuck. Around the bend of each effective paragraph of imagery, humor or just plain blunt truth is another and another.
Great comment! Not familiar with The Midnight Gospel, will have to Google.
It’s Wonderful. Season 1 is super short. Duncan Trussell interviews people on a variety of themes (the season finale is a powerful interview with his mother prior to her death that has resonated with many viewers) and the real interviews are married to really trippy and zany animated visuals. The animation generally follows the main character as he lives in a trailer in the multiverse and his portal device is a vaginal womb each time he travels to land in an interview and different landscape.
Wow, does sound like Lockwood would fit right in. Thanks for the heads up, will check it out.
Patricia Lockwood cannonbaaaalll!!!! 💣
Unreal. Amazing. Ok - so I started reading this "piece" (lol) while making coffee and putzing aimlessly around my kitchen. But after a few hard whacks (basically just like: omg, did she really just say that?) I settled in for good for almost an entire hour and just... let it happen. I read it all in one big, furious gulp. Sweeter than candy!
At times I wished it was a bit more coherent (rather than lots of little disconnected bits) but it doesn't matter because everything everywhere these days is just disconnected bits - a point that Lockwood makes oh so well.
I love what writing like this does to me. It makes me feel so much less alone in my 'fear+excitement' of the web, the portal. And also inspired to keep working to make it better. We don't have to look at stupidity all day every day. But we also don't have to whip the shit our of ourselves for our persistent failure against the stupid, the one "big brain" we all share. Stupid isn't "wrong" just as beautiful isn't "right." It's all just stuff. Stuff to look at, think about, and talk through. It's all just information. So perhaps that's the takeaway: It doesn't matter how you process information, just make sure you're processing something. Otherwise you're dead. Or a robot.
And, again and again, we must keep asking ourselves this:
I knew this would blow your mind! Reading Lockwood is like visiting the portal that I was thrilled to leave. She is a keeper!
“She opened the portal. ‘Are we all just going to keep doing this till we die?’ everyone was asking.“
This piece is fucking glorious. Read this piece.
Love “fucking glorious.” Really makes me feel your comment and adds to my own!
Excellent!!! I agree!! This piece is fucking glorious.
Beautifully, horrifyingly poetic! Mind altering experience.
This is a masterpiece.