Entries from mistersquid: a digital fiction tagged with 'nostalgia'
Time Has Come
This image makes me think of how we’re split in so many different directions, if only through technology we could do everything at once, in slices of time each smaller than the other, the abundant side of Zeno’s paradox...
Coda de Cinco
I loved celebrating Cinco de Mayo when before leaving California for the University of Virginia in Fall 1993. Because I was unaware of the historical significance of the holiday, Cinco de Mayo was a low-pressure excuse to have a...
I’ve Deactivated My Facebook Account
I haven’t felt this way in maybe ten years, this panicked need to just get the fuck out. But I felt it about Facebook. I’m an introvert, and I think the barrier to communicating person-to-person(s) should be fairly high,...
Wherefore art thou, Mario?
I giggled while watching this. I’m not sure why. (via) Clicking downloads a 9.4 MB file. Please be patient while the file loads Ctrl/Right-click here to “Save File As . . .”...
Pacific Coast Driver
I missed my 7:50 am flight Thursday despite waking at 4:30 that morning. I thought of Miss Weber, my Jr. high school English teacher, who admonished me any time I was tardy by telling me, “If you you’re late for...
Balcony
Caitlin emailed yesterday. I had been thinking about her these last two days, that we had once—twice kissed: on Mendy’s balcony and in her apartment in Graduate Court. Kelli lived in Graduate Court. Maybe Reetika, too. The first time I...
Disintegration
Tomorrow will mark the passing of the 2006 autumnal equinox and my own passage from social disconnection to emotional desolation, to a place of strength and longing. Upon learning that the astrological sign which claims me is Scorpio, a beautiful...
Falling
I thought about the convention I’d recently discovered: TK. I’ve used different means of noting in my unfinished manuscripts places that needed information I did not have readily available or which required a passage I was not prepared to write....
Poppin’ in the Rain
This remix advert stuns me not only because the music, dancing, and digital superimposition are jaw-drop-on-the-floor amazing, but also because of the complex relationship between music and moving image which produces an irrevocable heartbreaking nostalgia. In this remix, the...
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