I couldn’t even come up with a name for the post. The idea ought to be the name and the idea is so basic and formative that I ought to be able to see it clearly. I don’t. I’ve submerged myself in a great deal of fiction lately—3 months or so of Stephen King’s writings —but none of it has simmered even a thought of how technology can impact our nascent future. I took my eye off the road in that sense and now, as I return to center I’m trying to take in all of the things I’ve missed. Whatever that term is should be the title of the blog today.
instead I’ve baked the first few minutes into an assessment of what I don’t know. Even that feels all too familiar as part of the process. In fact, the process depends on it.
I am trying to figure out where we are going in the next twenty years and trying to write stories built around that coming future and investing these ideas into how I decide what my personal tech and work future ought to resemble. I’m trying to get back ahead of the curve. Unfortunately, the curve argues that what I do is going to be drifting towards obsolescence within my lifetime. This is not to say that writers and teachers of English will have no value but to say they will be devalued in the way radio was devalued with the rise of television—the way network tv was devalued by streaming.
we are moving towards something by. I want to figure out what it is, write about it, and head for the exits before it gets me.