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Maybe I’m researching
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Wouldn’t you work in collaboration with Chuck Norris & Simone de Beauvoir?
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Someone asked the question (paraphrased), “What do we do about over reliance in the field of generative AI?” I said some stuff about refrigerators, expiration dates, intuition and consequences. My points landed, which was kind of amazing. The tyranny of expiration dates has helped me out once again.
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What else? Oh, I did an interview for a Fast Company article on this whole “let’s go back to the office” thing Corporations are trying to do. The last question and my word for word answer:
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If you're not full-time back in an office right now, what would make you go back, or perhaps, what would a workplace/office have to offer to make it worth your time to go back 5 days a week?
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I will never work "full-time" in an office again. Hell, I'll never work "full-time" again. I literally can't. I need autonomy and agency. It would have to be the craziest, most badass job that would even spark my interest for a second to consider a 4 day work week at an office. And even then I wouldn't show up every day from X hour to X hour. If Chuck Norris and Simone de Beauvoir (resurrected) called me up and said they wanted to make a philosophical, feminist kung fu movie at a co-working space in Lisbon and needed my advice for four days a week, I'd probably say yes but I'd still put them on a six-month contract and explain my working style.
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I really hope they use that Chuck Norris / Simone de Beauvoir bit, but knowing Fast Company, they will not. What do you feel like when your witty commentary doesn’t get a chuckle? I just shrug and start thinking about editing.
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Maybe I'm masking
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Another point I've been making recently, which I absolutely stole from somewhere but I'm not entirely sure where (probably from Kai Brach’s newsletter), is that sidewalks are infrastructure for cars. A little shift in perspective can open the mind to a multitude of solutions for our current crises. Someone needs to be the optimist in the room, and if no one else is willing, I’ll pretend like we humans can fix the things we break.
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It was a bit of a weird week for me. Mentally. I used my mask a lot. I can't pinpoint exactly what's brewing up there in the old skull resident, but I've been panicky, anxious and unable to stem the existential dread. Halloween is over you jerk, stop irritating me!
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Is it latent stress at the state of the world? Am I getting sick? Can you take pictures of dark energy? Aren’t we done with gender equality yet? Hasn’t sanity won out on the whole climate crisis thing?
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Maybe I need help?
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Last week, someone commented that I should have more comment buttons. So I put comment buttons in more places. What do you think?
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One of the things I love most about writing fiction is the learning. A writer imagines something, say a graveyard, and one thing leads to another and then that writer has a bunch of browser tabs open and still doesn't know what an underground mausoleum might be called. It’s not catacombs, you see, because catacombs are underground passage ways. It’s not a mausoleum that is just underground, because mausoleums are above ground and free standing. Perhaps a tomb?
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I will use that word. Be right back. Or maybe I’ll just see you next week.
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