I haven’t been blogging much this month. I have had my writing energy go in other directions. I have revved up and continued my “Thelsikar’s Ambition” Pathfinder campaign. I am continuing to type and write in my private journals. I have begun cutting and archiving the entries in my computer journal file because Word 2007 can’t handle files over 1000 words long. Just yesterday I organized, added to and consolidated my fiction files on the hard drive of my current computer. According to the Properties tab, I have 1.16 Megs of text files in the My Fiction folder. That’s about half of what I had on my hard drive before the Russian Virus hard drive meltdown of 2006. Last month I found a cache of old printouts from before the meltdown, so I have begun sorting and filing them into a binder with pockets. My plan is to manually type them into Word and save them to my current hard drive.
One of the most important things I think a person can do is remember. That is why I started my journal in college. At first, I had things to do which I needed to be reminded of. Then I learned things I didn’t want to forget.
I think the worst curse I can say to someone, after “May you live in interesting times” is “I will forget you. I will forget what you have done”. Within the past year, I have been doing some more close reading about the written work of several authors and about their lives. There are some writers whose work I feel is so foul, or worse, their actions while alive were so vile, that I feel they deserve to be forgotten. The worst thing you can do to someone who leaves a creative legacy is forget them and their efforts.