Life in the 21st century seems to revolve around not jetpacks and undersea cities but rather social networking technologies. I was at the movies last night and during the previews it was suggested that not only should I follow the theater's Twitter and check out their Facebook, but also that I should log the event on Gowalla and do something else with another network I'd never even heard of and can't remember now. All this near-instantaneous revelation and communication has seemed to lead to the demise of (or at least a sea-change to) blogging as we knew it (a topic I mused about here). If nothing else, the social networking phenomenon nearly killed this site, as evidenced by my having written only four posts in the ten months since that rumination.
So imagine my surprise when Jim Wilson, the force behind the brilliant Let's Not Talk about Movies and one of the Stalwarts, ticked me off on his list of noteworthy bloggers, despite that overlong hiatus. His notice was like good whiskey: warming, but bracing as well. He talked of inspiration, and I guess his praise was close enough to that. This morning, I shuttered the ol' Facebook site and came back here to turn on the lights, open the windows, and pull the sheets off the furniture.
I'm not going to promise anything specific, but I imagine that this summer will allow me to exercise my writing muscles a little bit more than I have recently. I think we'll let the freak flag fly high, and talk about superheroes, roleplaying games, movies, and how science fiction hasn't been any good since Stanley Weinbaum died.
But first, I need to pass on the meme that Jim gifted me with. That'll be the next post.