Don't Be So Hard On Yourself, Don't

Pretty Sad. Pretty Lonely. But That's How I Prefer It? I Quess? I Guess. It's A Good Guess. It's The Best Quess Ever.

The Language We're Exchanging, The Fillings In Our Teeth, The Pavement On The Road Outside, Everywhere You Look, For Better Or For Worse, You're Going To See Evidence That Accepting Reality Is Not A Human's Tendency, And Not What We're Good At, And Not, In My Speculation, What God Or Natural Selection Hired Us To Do. We've Been Hired, By This Universe, To Dream, To Aspire, To Make Things That Weren't Real Real - And Because That Involves A Lot Of Failure, We're Damn Good At Doing That, Too.

Storytelling Comes Naturally To Humans, But Since We Live In An Unnatural World, We Sometimes Need A Little Help Doing What We'd Naturally Do.

You Have People Saying Two Things That Seem To Contradict Each Other. One, That We Live In A Golden Age Of Tv. The Other, That Television Is Dying. There's A Reason For That. What We Mean When We Say It's Dying Is That It's Already Way Past Being Fragmented Into Little Chunks. Now It's Being Polarized Into An Aerosol Mist.

I Don't Think It's Going To Be Possible For The Next Generation Of Writers To Tell Stories Without Telling Stories About Telling Stories.