the morning after the previous post i tweeted a funny, relevant picture, logged out of twitter on my phone, and closed my semi-permanent twitter notifications tab.
i also made a secondary mastodon account that i didn't publicize anywhere, because i don't like being followed by 90% normie tech dudes and i don't like the person i seem to turn into around them.
so the last few days have been kind of low-key weird.
mostly, they've been quiet.
i think a lot of this revolves around how i used twitter, which may not be how anyone else used twitter.
i wouldn't really read twitter except first thing in the morning (in bed) and last thing at night (also in bed). between those, for the most part, i would just have notifications open, and when i wasn't doing anything else that would be my active browser tab. so it would just be a slow, gentle trickle throughout the day of "someone liked your tweet".
and, you know, that's nice. that's nice to know. i like knowing that. i think, ultimately, that's what it's all about.
cohost has been reminding me of my earliest days online, where i would just go "hey guys i figured out how to make a rainbow text generator in javascript" and i would stick it right in the post (because in those days no one knew what script injection was and javascript couldn't do anything anyway) on a forum that 8 other people read, and i knew all of them, and they would marvel and then we'd spend three days making posts in rainbow text. and that's great.
because it is just nice to know that other people appreciate that you're around, y'know? and i guess that was my primary use case for twitter: to get tiny drips of that feeling, because not feeling it is sort of a thing i struggle with.
except twitter had very specific types of things it appreciated the most, and it did not correlated with the types of things that i appreciate the most, and that was very strange
for example my pokétweeting was relatively panned. and i am looking these things up in real time as i write this so i sure hope they back up my thesis
current favorite part of violet is that i get to fuck up this guy's car
❤️ 33
game freak chose to have a crying baby in a diaper evolve into a rock star. what could they have meant by this
❤️ 71
these still make me laugh. they are exactly my favorite type of goofy humor. they play with the sheer absurdity of this paper-thin franchise, contrasting serious interpretations with cartoon monster world, right at the moment a new installment comes out.
and yet twitter account "eevee" with 30k followers cannot broach three digits
unless i'm discoursing
people on the tl going "why didn't you QA it game freak" while i think about how my first playtester fell through the entire world regularly, something i could never reproduce and still only have a guess as to the cause of
❤️ 732
in gen 1, you could swap items with pokémon, allowing you to arbitrarily corrupt ram. focus energy decreased the chance for a critical hit. you could softlock by simply not having enough money. gust was normal-type. with charmander, the first gym was nearly impossible
❤️ 1,743
the former is something i've tweeted about before, but without the comparison to pokémon. the latter was a whole thread of bugs and other goof-ass behavior in previous games. honestly i don't think it even made the (not explicitly mentioned) point it's going for very well. but that is a different post. somehow a list of fairly well-known facts from bulbapedia, which can be interpreted as being part of an argument, breaks 1k, whereas my extremely good normal jokes do not.
and whatever you think of my extremely good jokes, twitter is clearly nudging me in a particular direction here.
i mean we can even sort of compare like-with-like by finding another tweet about fox flux bugs
collecting the list of bugs shaken out by the last fox flux build and it is all completely bananas stuff like
"one person has all the progress icons disappear, sometimes"
"another sees the parallax background glitch out"
"accessibility features break puzzles"
"level 4 has no key"
❤️ 35
oh boy. i left fox flux running in the background, eventually heard a single "thud", and tabbed back to discover lexy had fallen 0.068px into the floor. not looking forward to this debugging nightmare
❤️ 174
and okay the latter isn't too bad, but i know that it's because it's a Relatable Dev Nightmare and mentions nothing specific to the game itself. and i guess the implicit promise of twitter was that the people showing up for the relatable stuff would somehow end up invested in the rest of it and that hasn't really happened.
(to be fair i don't tweet specifics about fox flux that much, and i probably should more. i think i would like to do that more here. i think it's a combination of two things — ① it's a puzzle game and i don't want to give away all the puzzles, or even give away so many of the mechanics that the audience can infer what the puzzles will look like ahead of time, like i accidentally did to myself with portal; ② in front of a big mysterious audience i start to feel like i am Advertising and that if i show unfinished things then it will backfire. this might be derived from the occasional experience of giving people something rough to play with and getting feedback mostly about like "the title screen seems unfinished" as if i hadn't noticed. also ③ twitter makes it hard to actually talk about anything so it's pretty much only good for advertising)
so anyway the usual frame of my day has, historically, looked like this
- wake up
- look at phone
- receive psychic damage
- reply to a fucking senator or someone with "this sucks"
- sit at my computer and get 300 likes over the course of the next ten hours
and... for what? to keep the number up? but the number is full of people who most care that i can snark about current events. thirty thousand people and not even 1 in 300 of them is interested in my poképosting
my username is eevee
my new masto — masto 2 — is very quiet. i haven't figured out who all to follow there yet and i'm trying to keep the tech toots more like "i made a browser engine in a single rust macro and also it's gay", less like "Check out my startup where we help startups found other startups and also exploit labor!"
well, no, it's not just that. i feel a little ashamed to admit this, but i think i am tired of activism. or, rather, i am tired of pretending to sort of be an activist by saying things that seem both obvious and important, set off by having seen other people also say them. i would like to think i've made some kind of difference with something but i have no idea really. mostly i feel like every day for at least six years i have woken up, spent an hour drinking poison, and then tweeted "poison is bad". what a crucial public service that is. at least for a while i would like to do less hearing about horrifying structural problems and defiantly imagining a world with zero horrifying structural problems, and more hearing about individuals and the nice little gardens they are cultivating.
i've been dabbling in coposting. and like i said it reminds me a lot of the 90s teen nerd internet experience. messing with the platform itself, but having things seen mostly by folks i already know. even if they don't comment, a ❤️ from a face i recognize consistently from the last ten years means a lot.
it's nice to have cleared the slate back to people who are actually kind of invested, i guess. people who recognize me and go "oh yeah i want more of that".
(i suspect a lot of my current twitter followers are people who followed for one tweet and i cannot comprehend that level of instant committal. it did cross my mind recently that maybe there are people who use their twitter follows less to mean "give me all of their tweets" and more "hey twitter here is the general flavor of stuff to recommend to me", and if that is the case then i think i want to bury twitter in a deep hole that is not a place of honor.)
and that might change, as/if cohost grows. but on a platform without a built in dick-measuring contest, i don't know what that might be like. even on twitter i had a sense of the folks who replied regularly, the avatars that popped up with a nice or interesting reply regularly. i just also had the sense of twenty-nine thousand nine hundred sixty other people also staring in silence with no idea what they wanted from me. maybe that will go away without follower counts, even if it means i can't tell how cool and popular i am.
(they have the numbers, you know. they have all of the numbers. they just won't give them to us)
i hope they lean into the css thing. i hope they add view source for posts. i hope they find some way to expose other kinds of fuck-around tools. native pencil-puzzle support, inline svg, native pico-8, more extensive iframes, whatever. i just like the feel of a feed where there are little gizmos to play with right there, without cordoning it off in that very twitter-embed way, like i need to go play by myself in the corner. i like that this is a platform that supports making stuff in little ways and sharing how it works. that was always the spirit of the internet to me.
and yet the last few days have also felt weirdly empty. i can't tell if something is actually missing or if i just stopped eating junk food. time has passed very quickly and i don't feel like i've been doing anything, but it's not like i've had a constant waterfall of posts to read, so i don't know what exactly has been happening.
i've been sleeping pretty badly and that always fucks up my adhd, so that might be related. (sleep isn't because of twitter or anything — it's just started getting cold and that means i have cats stepping on me and cramming themselves behind my knees so i can't move and meowing to get under the covers 17 times a night)
i don't know what to do about income still, but i don't feel any worse about it than i did a week ago. i don't think anyone was paying me for my tweets. but then i don't know why anyone is paying me, still.
i hope my game works out.
i also have a smutty masto and a smutty cohost (@squishfox) and maybe those are the best place to think about this. because you see, i have approximately zero financial stake in my adult artwork. i've never taken commissions and i don't have an adult patreon. i draw stuff because i feel like drawing it, and then i post it to the internet and it's nice when number goes up. but it doesn't go up very high, because the things i like to draw are a bit niche, and the furry porn universe is full of professional artists whereas i am a hobbyist mostly posting sketches i half-assed cleaning up.
i'm still logged into squishfox twitter on my phone, due to Reasons, but i don't really post to it a lot except when i occasionally draw something. and i still always had the feeling of being on a stage in a dark auditorium, possibly expected to perform somehow, but not sure how and not even sure if there's an audience watching. like i see other artists do the porn tone narrative framing thing and i feel like i don't want to do that but i don't know what i want to do instead either.
do i want to be a "popular artist"? does that matter? i like when people are interested in things i draw but it's kind of a disappointment to get 300 likes and zero replies. like if someone replies and is trying to play along then wow, cool, i established a world that you want to dip your toes in, i am going to remember you and be happy if you do it again. that is a tangible impact i had on someone — i inspired them to have new ideas of their own. i can't understate how much i appreciate that.
but if i somehow got 10k likes then i would go "wow! this doin numbers" for 0.2 seconds and nothing has actually changed.
i'm not exactly sure what i'm looking for, and it's very much complicated by the lingering sense of the internet public as a potential antagonist, and the mildly corrupt motivation of trying to transmute posting into groceries.
i wonder what will happen from here.
