I’ve been Googling something on my mind for a while: the fact that writing is exhausting. The issue isn’t that writing isn’t enjoyable, or even that I lack time to do it. The act of writing itself is a mental exercise demanding a disproportionate amount of oxygen for our brains. This fact eludes some people who can rightfully claim to be physically exhausted after a long day of work, but wrongly believe office or administrative work isn’t tiresome in their own way. In my personal life, I separate these into being physically tired versus mentally weary, the difference being that weariness feels like my metaphorical battery has run dry.

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Right after I graduated from Purchase College, I took to learning HTML 5 and CSS 3. I’d already been blogging for a year at that point, and knew I’d spend many more years interacting with online friends on my own sites, so I gave it a shot. Back then, Codecademy was free, and W3 Schools was already a wealth of information. Today, I find myself learning a new coding language for this visual novel.

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COVID-19 is upon us. New York State is in the midst of a lockdown for all but the most critical employees. I don’t know that I am counted among them; I’ll find out after a manager’s meeting on Monday. It would be nice stay home, although I am certainly privileged enough to have job security and unused paid-time-off hours. I’ve taken this rare opportunity to sit at the computer for several days and make the most of an uncertain situation.

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Tom, Kai and I (The Outfit) had our first meeting concerning our Untitled Visual Novel Project. I’m enjoying this chance to plan something collaborative. I’d like to treat this with all the gravity I treat projects in my professional life. I don’t want to waste anyone’s time, and accounting for all factors that usually derail creative endeavors involves a lot of deep thinking. Continue reading “Nuts and Bolts”

As my undergrad years came to a close, I found myself increasingly anxious about what life after college would entail. I knew few college educated people, and didn’t have the wherewithal to follow a career trajectory, although I resolved at some point to not pursue a Masters in Art History. The things I did have–a Bachelor of Arts, a senior thesis, and an anime blog–I didn’t know how to use beyond academia. I knew that I liked to learn, and I liked to write both creatively and scholastically. Where did that leave me? Continue reading “Project Otaku”