I touch way too much Computer to have so little to share of it with my modest corner of online. There are probably a number of reasons for this but three in particular make me clasp my hands together with steepled fingers to my lips and enigmatically go "ah,"
- It's effort! It's right there in the name - effortposting. It's so easy to just not post. It's also easy to post once you get started, but look at this. Are you reading this? This is me getting started. Dreadful. Let's hope this passes quickly.
- Personal projects are never "finished". I mean they're finished as far as my ADHD is concerned, but with the exchange rate, that equates to anywhere between 25% and 75% actually complete.
- There's a voice on loop in one of the more antagonistic departments of my brain that insists what I have to show is stale, and stupid, and trite, and boring, and did I say stupid? and it smells and it's and worse than everyone else on here posting their Jame Gams and their PICO-8s and their CSS crimes and ShaderToys and whatnot.
But there's a logical sleight of hand committed by that voice. A deceit in its insinuation. None of its accusations are incompatible with effortposting. So here I am thrusting my silly stuff, nude and skittish, on to the stage.
I'll start by digging out one thing I've been meaning to update, but will settle for just putting back online and seeing how we go. It's called, uh… well the folder is called petsciiart on my computer but that's just because it was the first fleeting thought that improved upon "untitled folder". Let's give it a jokey 80s technology pastiche name like
