For those of you who were expecting regular updates, allow me to disabuse you of this misconception.
I often get sidetracked by life, experience writer’s block (or worse, get stuck on several ideas without a clear way forward or the motivation to choose), or some other excuse for not populating this blog with new content. The past month has been one of those times.
Surely you have experienced similar situations of creative drought, being worldly people with complex, ever-changing lives of your own.
Thanks for reading when there’s something here, and for waiting when there isn’t.
A few years ago, I wrote a response to a response to Ernest Cline’s sci-fi novel Ready Player One. Without having read it. But my response was mostly about the intersection of capitalism and nostalgia, not the book itself. I stand by that post, but I’m pleased to report that I’ve finally read the book.
Let’s pretend this is timely. After all, E3 just happened, bringing with it renewed hype surrounding the Oculus Rift.
But really, I just want to make good and examine Cline’s debut novel on its own merits, not in terms of what Douglas Wolk found compelling, unsettling, or disappointing. Now I have my own grievances to air.
I’ve been overwhelmed by the response my previous post has received and am humbled that it resonated with people from so many different backgrounds. It’s somehow comforting to know that so many of us share an uneasy relationship with our heritage, whatever that heritage might be.
I wrote that personal essay because I had to; it was time to express what had gone unexplored for so long. I did not really expect anyone besides of my family and friends (and perhaps a handful of followers) to read it. The kind editors of Freshly Pressed had other ideas.
Gaining a larger readership was not the plan–besides, I prefer to think of us as a [buzz word alert!] community. Much less stressful that way. As a contributor to our little segment of the blogosphere, I feel I should be upfront about what to expect from “Contemporary Contempt,” especially for those of you who haven’t had time to poke around.
This blog is a collection of thoughts on disparate issues and cultural artifacts. Updates are irregular, as are the topics. Whim-sical, if you will. For those of you who stick around, I look forward to our conversations as we move forward.