I guess I should do one of those #introductions.
I'm a writer and poet. My blog is 15 years old. I'm a web designer and copyediter. I did a TEDx talk about the power of personal narrative. I've run a gratitude group for 8 years. I have 4 cats, but I only like them 2 at a time, because cats are terrible. I'll never forget that I rubbed a semi-famous person's belly instead of shaking their hand. I apparently love dying of embarrassment forever.
I quit Facebook, I'm dropping social media promotion clients, and I'm taking naps when I'm tired, no matter the time of day. The noise of the last decade has exhausted me and worn down my boundaries and ability to prioritize my time, my work, and my ideas.
I feel like I'm standing up at an AA meeting.
Here's my February 2019 mixtape: https://elanmorgan.com/blog/elan-february-2019-mixtape-playlist
Siri just confused me with Tom Hanks and tried texting weird apocalyptic descriptions from Inferno to @palinode. This is our perfectly normal future.
"This article will show how this hijacking works, and how China employs its… distributed points of presence (PoPs) in western democracies’ [telecom] systems to redirect internet traffic through China for malicious use. It will show… routing paths, give a summary of how one hijacks parts of the internet by inserting these nodes, and outline the major security implications."
I can't read this. The world's too much. https://scholarcommons.usf.edu/cgi/viewcontent.cgi?article=1050&context=mca
Someone who was a client — I helped her set up a blog to document her experience with breast cancer — and then became a friend mostly over social media has just gotten news of two brain tumours. I swear cancer takes the best of us. I'm devastated and trying not to weep through my partner's book launch.
I did a blog roundup — Five Star Blog Roundup 441: Five Great Posts and an Elizabeth Acevedo Quote https://elanmorgan.com/blog/five-star-blog-roundup-441-posts-elizabeth-acevedo-quote#.W7Iz_FF1ZBk.twitter
Here's a shot I took with my new #iPhoneXsMax to send to a journalist who interviewed me. It's the first photo I've taken with it. When she asked for a headshot, I realized that I only had goofy selfies on hand. Remedied.