Category: Metablogging

I’m a twit now. I have an extremely small justification for this, as follows.

Part of the Anacrusis FAQ says “I’ll get to long-form when I’m ready for it,” and I’m ready for it, so I’m writing long-form–specifically, the South book. I hate it when people announce on their blogs that they are Writing A Novel, with slight exception for that one thing in November. But the fact is that my only successful projects are done a) with at least the appearance of rigorous scheduling and b) in the public eye, so I’m going to start microposting my daily page count. With luck this will keep me from going back and polishing the first chapter over and over. Seriously, guys, the first chapter is really good.

The twi–ugh, microblog is now a sidebar on the main NFD page, and it’s got its own feed, of course.

See now it would be kind of funny if this generated another instance of the problem

I finally opened up an LJ support ticket for the Anacrusis LJ feed, which appeared as of last night to be resurrecting entries at a rate of one per hour. While the more vocal subscribers are very good-natured about the whole thing, I’m not. I like my friends page legible and I am fairly certain I lose a quiet reader every time this happens, and this time it is quite definitely not my fault.

Update 1242 hrs: The hourly reposts disappeared, anyway, either via some kind LJ staffer or on their own. My fury has mildly abated.

Story Fight!

Riposte!

Miranda sits at the table and turns the ring over and over. “You should have called me,” she says.

“Of course I called you.” He blinks and frowns. “I called you until your mailbox filled up. I called out the window and I called 911. I called, I–I called you names–“

“Please don’t take that tone,” she says.

“Why not?” he asks coldly. “It’s not as if I can make you upset.”

But Miranda loves him, loves him like chocolate and heat and really good pop songs. She can’t speak. She slaps the table and all the windows blow out.

And it’s a bit of an in-joke, but William’s allegory for my occasional struggles with syndication is unfairly rich.

Oh that’s better.

For the first time in years, I can link people to xorph dot com–just plain Xorph Dot Com–without feeling like I’m showing off my dirty underwear.

Three years after switching to NewsBruiser, I finally have NFD looking like I wanted it to look all this time but was too lazy to figure out the CSS. Me, not it.

I’ve been writing HTML for over ten years and CSS for over six, just because it wasn’t hard to learn and I could do fun stuff with it, and now I find myself in the position of the guy who makes a living off his hobby. Admittedly, so far this has been largely the tedious bits–like if I spent most of my day trying to shake a little broken flange out of an O-scale model train–but compared to my previous job of shaking out, say, crusty ketchup from a broken bottle, it’s aces.

Argh. For the record, I figured out why everybody reading this via RSS or LJ got the last fifteen entries today–I didn’t close a span tag when I edited the Brick rave, and RSS readers decided that the whole document was now a) different and b) invalid but readable. Sorry.

So apparently my “include virtual” server-side commands (which make all the content appear at xorph.com/creator) have stopped working, and are now rendering as plaintext. Awesome! Luckily, I appear to have exactly two readers who actually go to that page instead of reading via RSS or LJ, so the tide of complaint and bewilderment has been, well, minor.

Of course, if you do read NFD via the front page, you won’t be able to see this, and if you don’t, you probably haven’t noticed the problem. So this is pretty much a reminder to myself to change the damn Advent webcam already.