Poem Gif

Playing around with the unfortunately named LiceCap. I have messed about with it before, but I don’t remember it being so dead easy to use.  Thanks to Aaron Davis for the reminder.

I copied a short story I wrote for Mastodon’s #shortstories hashtag and then pasted it into iWriter, my no-frills writing space.  I captured it with Licecap as I edited live with one take. Licecap generated the gif automatically. Here it is:

Sorry that the type is so small. I can see using this as a way to demonstrate revision in poetry, how idiosyncratic it is, how shallow it often is, how much deeper it needs to be.

If you click on the gif it is much bigger  and you can see how much the cursor jinks and janks across the page.  I was not aware of how much I did this. It is not just a nervous tic, but a reflection of something going on elsewhere in my mind.  At least it seems that way.  Fruitful research here on  mouse/mind behavior? I wonder if it parallels the jittering of the eye, the saccades. 



Get Busy Livin’ or Get Busy Dyin’

I got a little carried away with my emotions and rhetoric in the post below, but a very large chunk of me says that while I am busy hating here, I am also busy loving my little hollar and neighborhood and home and country, too.

This post and the gentle pushback by both Amy Perrault and Daniel Bassill is what keeps me going online.  These folk care and have an equally valid voice. That is no false equivalency.  Thanks to them for caring enough to join in and make sense.

The lesson here: Nazis, mind yer owned damned business and if you can’t do t…

The lesson here: Nazis, mind yer owned damned business and if you can’t do that then “fuck you”. The power of Charlottesville is that a bunch of outsiders got told “fuck you” by a bunch of native sons and daughters.