It’s been a hot minute since the last time I ventured onto Medium. The splash page has been beaten down to a dull, dusty form of its once glorious self. I remember when clickbait pictures worried serious writers.
I had coffee after noon, it was my undoing, and my reason for coming here. I thought carelessly that I could read myself unconscious. Doltish behavior on my part, and now I’m busy seeing if I have any voice left after 4 years of silence.
Anyway, looks like tiktok has put a death grip on our attentions. I am not sure where the good writing is hiding, probably behind a well thought out paywall. Not much to find here. I looked at the tag for politics, and mostly skimmed this and that hoping to find something resembling journalism. Still skimming…
Dare I look for poetry, or fiction?
Don’t know, but my feed left me incredibly uninspired, and worried my $5 monthly contribution is being spent on a single person’s mansion. At least my entire oeuvre is still intact. Thanks for that!
😂😂😂 Seems there are still craptastic quirks that stunt the capabilities of publishing with an ipad. The above photo was taken by me of a tattoo I designed for a client at my previous studio in Asheville, NC.
Writers from Mediums glory days are encouraged to say hi.
