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This evening I found myself wondering if, one hundred or so years from now, authors will be writing stories about the infancy of e-publishing.
How many writers found gratification in getting their work before an audience, however small. How some e-pubbed authors went on to become giants in the industry. While print books will still be readily available, how commonplace it will be to slip a tiny chip, no larger than your thumbnail, into a wristband or portable drive the size of a paperback, and how, for a little extra $$$, you can have your story played out as a 3-D hologram, complete with sound, settings, and actors of your choice.
How silly the bickering of these dark ages will seem then.
And people can readily enjoy e-pubbed comics of Dick Cheney, Apocalyptic android, and The Barack, dark angel of the hypnotic oratory, and feast on the ancient archives of long forgotten ‘blogs’, and…and…
Okay.
Yes.
This winter has definitely gone on too long. 
I’m blogging at the SFC site today. Come and join us while it’s fresh. 
Interesting thoughts happen in the heart of winter when the mind starts spinning in boredom. I would like to step forward a few hundred years and have a peep. I think the world would be unrecognizable because technology is advancing so rapidly and the rate of change is accelerating.
Yep, by your post, Raine, I believe a white-out has blinded you to all else but the snow. Equilibrium and balance desert you, leaving only a husk behind staring blankly out the frosted window… and then… the rains came…
I think the world would be unrecognizable because technology is advancing so rapidly and the rate of change is accelerating.
Hopefully not at the cost of our humanity & spirituality, Suzanne. Hell, in a few hundred years we could’ve crashed, burned, & had to start over again.
And scientists would be digging up these peculiar little chips with strange bits of stories, and wondering what happened to that civilization, and…
Sorry, there I go again.
Equilibrium and balance desert you, leaving only a husk behind staring blankly out the frosted window… and then… the rains came…
Lol!!
Bet you were one of those little boys who’d sneak up behind people and push their knees forward, weren’t ya?
‘Bet you were one of those little boys who’d sneak up behind people and push their knees forward, weren’t ya?’
No, but I was one of those boys who spent a lot of time at the window in Ohio looking at rain and snow.
It does seem to make up most of our weather pattern here, doesn’t it?
Lots of staring vacantly out of windows.