Bro, Do You Even Ello?

Mashable’s Chris Taylor describes my feelings on Ello perfectly:

There isn’t a working search function. I can’t find my friends, which is about a basic a function as a social network needs to have. I have to login every time I use it. My Ello feed (I’m @futureboy, naturally) has nothing but a list of people accepting my invites. There’s another part of the feed called “noise,” which basically looks like a cut-rate Pinterest.

I mean, I got an invite, made an Ello account (@simpsonsparadox, obviously) and checked it all out in early-adopter glee, but unless I’m missing something major, Ello’s a social network without features or content.

via Facebook’s ‘Real Names’ Policy Could Turn it Into Friendster.

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Some Practice

I’m doing some new things at work, and I’m quite pleased that my role is becoming more creative and more essential. I’ve been at Youth Digital a little over a year now, making this the most successful 8-week contract I’ve ever taken.

My new role is closer to the company’s main goal of educating all the babynerds in the whole world in caring and innovative ways (I think others might employ slightly different phrasing for this), and will end up being closer to one of my long-term goals of supporting and encouraging female developers. These female developers are around 10 years old, which isn’t quite where I thought this goal would take me, but I’ve already made the women-in-games presentation at conferences and already written editorials, and that didn’t change the industry. Maybe all we can really do is create a new generation of game developers, where doing terrible things to female developers seems like a bizarre historical footnote.

But right now, there’s that learning curve where I realize it’s taking just as long for someone to explain to me what needs to be done, and set me up to do it, and answer my questions, and then look over what I’ve done, than it would take to just do it properly.

The other day, I submitted some stuff to a colleague for the almost inevitable discovery that I’ve done things that way, when actually everyone else does it this way. Ugh.

“I noticed your titles.”  My colleague said, “Very clever.”

“Well,” I said, “I’ve actually had some practice naming game reviews.”

(With apologies to my editors who’ve tried to coax clever titles out of me, or at least tried to improve on my usual Stuff I Noticed While Playing This Game or Some Reasons I Didn’t Particularly Care For This Game. )

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The Three O’Clock Sandwich, and Other Things I’m Terrible At

One of the many life skills that everyone but me has mastered is eating. Mostly I screw it up by forgetting to eat. This sounds really convenient, like I’m going to tell you the secret to magically losing ten pounds, but mostly it just means that I don’t realize I am hungry, while I start to realize that everyone around me is extremely annoying. And stupid. And that I can’t concentrate. And that the last time I thought everyone around me was super annoying, it meant that I’d forgotten to feed myself.

Also I will realize that it’s time to eat, and do about an hour of one-more-thing, just finish this quickly, etc., before I go to eat.

This was fine in New York, where there are about a thousand food options at any time of the day. I could have a sandwich or a salad or a diner meal whenever I felt hungry, even if it wasn’t a proper meal time. (Also, when I was in Manhattan, I worked with Chip a lot, so only one of us had to remember that food is essential.) Actually, if you want dumplings or curry or fried chicken at any time, you can get it in Manhattan.

North Carolina, though, isn’t really into 24-hour access to anything. (One of the nail salons near me is open nine to five, which blows my mind every single time I try to go there and find it’s closed. Is there really no overlap between people who visit a salon, and people who have jobs?)

Hungry at 3:30? Should have thought of that last night, and packed a snack! That’s 3:30 PM, by the way, I’m complaining about my inability to get a late lunch, not wishing for a midnight meal. It’s easy to forget that human bodies require nutrition,  but I never forget that I’m not in the city anymore.

Around Harold’s office, there’s a collection of lovely breakfast and brunch places, which are all closed by 3. There’s also a collection of bars, which seem to open around 6. Which means if you are looking for something to eat before meeting Harold after work, YOU CAN NOT EAT.

It’s not the end of the world, of course, I’m capable of packing an apple or a granola bar, and I’m sure if I keep looking, there’s someplace I can drive to where I can get a three o’clock sandwich. But looking hungrily at a half a dozen closed restaurants is a pretty clear object lesson in how I simply don’t get it here, how I want things no one else wants, and how I’m overall just Doing It Wrong.

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The Interestings

I’m listening to Meg Wolitzer’s The Interestings in the car now, a great improvement over The One And Only. While I wouldn’t say the book is making me enjoy driving, it does make me dread driving less, so that’s something, and often I find myself sitting in my car listening to the end of the chapter.

It’s been a really long time since I reading something that I simultaneously didn’t want to put down, and didn’t want to finish. It’s the kind of novel that makes me want to stop reading and go write, and also the kind of novel that makes me despair of ever writing something so real.

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Still Life With 3D Printed Castle

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The pile of 3D prints in my office keeps growing.

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In Which There Is Tudor Fiction I Don’t Love

six of oneRemember when I said how excited I was to review Six of One? I just loved the premise, a time-traveling chicklit about the six wives of Henry VIII, and I could not wait to read it, but then… it turns out that I didn’t actually like the novel all that much.

The protagonist, Dolly, a Tudor history scholar, is about to marry six-times-divorced Harry. She’s on her hen night with her girl friends, female relations and all of the ex-wives, when she whacks her head and finds herself meeting the girl friends, female relations and wives of Henry VIII. Each woman has to tell Dolly a story about her life, and at the conclusion of the stories, Dolly will be back her real world, to apply her new knowledge to her regular life.

Dolly, spent a lot of time saying she was an academic and a scholar, while making weirdly childish rhymes. It was odd, even before the time-traveling bit.

Each of the six wives revealed a pretty shocking secret, and each time it made her historical arc more sympathetic. (Except for poor Jane Seymour, who was constantly, and hilariously, ten minutes behind the rest of the conversation.) Unfortunately, the secrets didn’t really work out into one narrative, there were way too many secret liaisons, dark secrets and witchcraft. I did like Anne of Cleves’ secret romance with Holbein, though. Actually, I’d probably have been interested in any one of these alternate histories as a standalone story, perhaps with less rhyming overall, but all the stories together was over the top.

Overall, I was thoroughly shocked to find Tudor fiction that I did not enjoy! Although I was excited to read a fun Tudor riff, and I was on board with all the time-traveling and magic, this turned out too zany for me.

 

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Adult life is so hard

We have more space in our new studio, and it turns out that I don’t know how to have normal workplace conversations now that I have to walk into another room to chat. What if I am interrupting other people’s important work? What if someone is looking for me and can’t find me? What if I seem like a lazy slacker because I am always talking? Or what if I’m an antisocial jerk because I don’t know how to have these casual normal chats?

Adult life is very hard.

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How It Works Media’s #ExplainerVideos.

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howitworksmediaHow It Works Media makes short, explainer videos for startups and small businesses, allowing them to demonstrate their idea or project to visitors, without suffering through an elevator pitch or reading a product description.

Does anyone ever want to listen to an elevator pitch? I’ve been to tech shows where I know I walked around and saw new apps and new hardware, but I still felt like I listened to one long elevator pitch all day.

Look, I have never personally encountered this phenomenon and I’m not entirely convinced it exists, but I’ve been told there are people who don’t like to read! Weird. I don’t really understand that, but I’m not going to judge too harshly. If I had a startup, I’d want to reach (and sell to) everyone, including people who —  for some reason — don’t like to read. Short videos, like the explainer videos from HowIsWorksMedia, are easily understood by everyone, and can be easily shared.

For example, here’s an explainer video on how explainer videos work.

Now, you basically don’t need the rest of this post because you already know what How It Works Media does

It’s also easy to promote videos on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, and so forth, and we all know how once a piece of content is on a social network, how widely and wildly it can spread. Cute videos could be shared and spread more easily than a text explanation of a new product or service.

How It WorksMedia believes that explainer videos also increase sales, not just visibility or name recognition, so of course there’s an explainer video for that, too.

Right now, How It Works Media is running a promotion for startups, offering a discounted rate through the end of September.  The September rate is $4000 for a 90 second explainer video, and interested startups can check it out here.

How it Works startups This post is in conjunction with How It Works Media. Pretty sure it’s due to my extensive knowledge of startups and even more massive hatred of elevator pitches.

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Checkpoint: Reflections on Gaming, Travel and Place

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Possible Cover Art!

I’ve started a new project combining two of my favorite things, gaming and travel, and now I’m looking for contributing writers. This will be a collection of essays, vignettes and general reflections on games and location. I have, um, two pieces for it right now BUT THEY ARE AWESOME.

Here’s the call for submissions:

I see many connections between games and physical location, and I hope you do too.  Do you think of Monkey Island when you visit a real jungle? Did you recognize your Beijing dumpling shop in the background of a hidden object game? Will you always remember which game you played that week you were snowbound in New England? Or the game you played on a long flight? Did a game inspire you to take an actual trip? Did a trip encourage you to try a new game?

I’m looking for around 20 brilliant writers to share personal reflections on games, place and travel. Ideal contributors will have a background in game development, games journalism, travel writing, or just in thoughtful analysis of games.

Tentative release date is Spring 2015.

You should be part of it! Send .doc or .docx submissions to Checkpoint.Submissions@gmail.com to contribute, or share simpsonsparadox.com/checkpoint with other gaming or travel writers.

 

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Impostor Syndrome, Yet Again

A number of days ago, I went to a, um, thing…. about blogging and, um, stuff for bloggers…. which was held at… a local place. Ugh. I’m trying to stay vague about the event because I had some good conversations with a few people, and learned some very Valuable Information, but it was a basically terrible evening.

Mostly it’s my own impostor syndrome, which means when that even though I’ve been doing this for 10 years, I feel like I’m pretty new and I have a lot to learn, which is why I signed up for this… event. To learn more about blogging from the expert speakers.

One expert blogger would say that you need to post every single day. Another would say that you must always share your posts on Facebook. And then another would say that you shouldn’t spam your followers by posting on Facebook every single day. And then, when someone in audience would ask which it is, the panelist would agree that you just have to find what’s right for you! Each audience is different! Everyone is right!

I’ve figured out already that social media promotion is necessary, and that too much self-promotion is annoying. This isn’t because I’m so genius — I’m guessing that most of the attendees had figured this out too. By existing in the world, we’ve all figured out that there’s a happy medium between constantly promoting yourself and completely hiding your accomplishments (saying fairly new to mean been blogging for a decade, actually for example. UGH. Why do I do that?) What I wanted to be told was that 4PM EST is the ideal time to post (It totally is — you get East coasters waiting out the last hour of work and West coasters on their lunch breaks.) or that you should tweet a blog post 3 times with 3 different headlines in a 24 hour period (I made that up, but that’s the kind of information I could seriously use).

You should be authentic and honest, because brands want Authenticity in their sponsored posts. But also, don’t be political on Twitter because that’s alienating to brands. Also, you should either cram your metatext full of keywords, or not. Can you be an Amazon affiliate in North Carolina? No one seemed to know! Which made me feel less and less like I was learning from a panel of experts, and more and more like I was a loser wasting time and money on attending. I’m not a particularly big fish, man, but this felt like a depressing puddle.

It was not a total waste, because there was alcohol. In one of the event’s promo photos, there’s a lovely panorama of the room, with an audience focusing, paying attention, and taking notes. I’m the girl sitting at the bar looking bored. It gave me such a laugh to see it, and the laugh was mostly at myself. Sign up for intro-level info, Meg, and of course you’ll be bored and unimpressed.

Also I realized some Valuable Information that night. In my life, I constantly feel like a dabbler or hobbyist, instead of a professional.  I learned that the thing keeping me from being a professional isn’t that I need more experience, or I need to earn a certain dollar amount at it, or that I need someone outside to validate me by calling me a professional. The thing keeping me from being a “real” professional is just that I constantly feel like an fake one, like a imposter, even when it’s objectively not so.

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