I joined the HitRecord platform recently and was stunned by all the material on it. Completely driven by audio, video, images and text from anyone it powers itself. If you have time, it's worth looking through. Oh, and also, Joseph Gordon Levitt is on it. Just a thought to bear in mind.
They look for curators, writers, animators, artists, and anyone who will invest a small piece of themselves for some great collabs. One of the biggest ones are "The Tiny Book of Tiny Stories".
My latest find was "The Untitles Pattern Book" which I will be thrilled to own in the near future. Now this book isn't finished yet. They are still picking pieces. There are thousands upon thousands of photos in this category, but not as many texts. What they are looking for are collaborations, or submissions to existing photos and albums. That's where i found Dovile's album Black & White. http://www.hitrecord.org/records/1533712
This is my interpretation of the chapter, if it was to land in the book. It isn't very long, but it is a work I would be more than willing to continue working on.
Black & White; What contrasts create
As opposites, sometimes stripped of even the name colour, black & white is the original composition of contrasts. It has existed since the first photos were taken. Since then we have developed new technology. There is option. Why do we chose this style of recording still images?
Never get stuck on the concept of black or white. It is what is in between that creates scales, gradients, and life. On many photos done in this manner it captivates a stillness. It's valiant, breathless, and magical. Softened edges allows this category freedom like none other. Allowing us to reach back into the past and regain control, regain composure of the past and what can't be changed is the big allure.
If there is a reason why this style is on the way back, it lies within the individual taking the photograph. Stylistic devices allow us to create, and interpret a mood. As it has passed we cannot regain the knowledge of it. All we can do, is pretend to be back there.
Colour or not, black & white remain an artist secret, the viewers mind, and the books cover.
That's it for now! Byee
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Thursday, October 16, 2014
Sunday, October 12, 2014
Making an effort
Or is it putting in effort? Who knows.
Anyways, hello again, it's been a long time. Since not much else in life is going on I this Sunday decide to make an update to my blog. Not a visual one of course, since I am no good at those things, but a personal one. I will try to use a blog as it is intended. As an online journal.
I like to think that I have some interesting thoughts or if nothing else always something to say, be it good or bad.
What brought this up was when I woke up today and realized that I had no reason to get up at all. No work, and nothing I have to do. Feeling drowsy, beat down, and generally in no-good mood, I did get up, and have now watched nearly 4 hours of consecutive television drama.
I have now worked where I work since graduation. It is a good job, with plenty of benefits and perks, but it is not something I see myself doing for the rest of my life. Every day it feels like I repeat the same thing, and although you don't want to tell anyone, it does tear you down to get complaints and such every day. Mostly because you feel like they could be prevented. Yes, there are certain people who make problems where they are none, and those there is nothing to do about.
I have decided as a motivation to myself for the upcoming time to to list some of the most common questions, problems, and solutions that I hear on a day by day basis. Somewhere along the lines, this might for some reason be helpful to someone but most likely not.
SO, update numero uno will be up soon. Be prepared, be very prepared....
Or not, what do I know. Hang in there fellow people of the planet Tellus.
Anyways, hello again, it's been a long time. Since not much else in life is going on I this Sunday decide to make an update to my blog. Not a visual one of course, since I am no good at those things, but a personal one. I will try to use a blog as it is intended. As an online journal.
I like to think that I have some interesting thoughts or if nothing else always something to say, be it good or bad.
What brought this up was when I woke up today and realized that I had no reason to get up at all. No work, and nothing I have to do. Feeling drowsy, beat down, and generally in no-good mood, I did get up, and have now watched nearly 4 hours of consecutive television drama.
I have now worked where I work since graduation. It is a good job, with plenty of benefits and perks, but it is not something I see myself doing for the rest of my life. Every day it feels like I repeat the same thing, and although you don't want to tell anyone, it does tear you down to get complaints and such every day. Mostly because you feel like they could be prevented. Yes, there are certain people who make problems where they are none, and those there is nothing to do about.
I have decided as a motivation to myself for the upcoming time to to list some of the most common questions, problems, and solutions that I hear on a day by day basis. Somewhere along the lines, this might for some reason be helpful to someone but most likely not.
SO, update numero uno will be up soon. Be prepared, be very prepared....
Or not, what do I know. Hang in there fellow people of the planet Tellus.
Saturday, December 7, 2013
Books, and their "value"
As many other internet go-ers, I stumbled over the concept of buying things over the internet.
As I was looking around, I noticed how the values of a book is graded. When you buy a book from a store you usually pay around 7 British pounds for it, or 100 Swedish crowns. After that book has been read once, if it is a pocket-book, it will re-retail for around 3 British pounds.
Isn't that crazy? We pay so much for a new book, and after one read, it is barely worth anything.
And even though it might sound a bit weird, I get a bit emotionally attached to all my books. Recently I decided to sell my Hunger Games trilogy through the Swedish Ebay "Tradera" against better judgement.
I thought it wouldn't be so bad, since I did not enjoy the series particularly much. But when it came down to it, I do not want to send them off! I read them, cried over the protagonists, and hated the antagonists. Now someone else will put them in their bookshelf. The only comfort is that the series had clashing colored covers and did not fit in well with the rest.
All that is left is to package them, and then ship them away...
So I ask you, dear reader; how do we value books? It is not so much about their story after the first read. We hand them off to a new pair of hands to grasp them, and cling to the pages, ripping their hair out over the plot twists, just like you did the first time you read that exact, same passage.
How do we know they do not just become a pretty addition on someone else's bookshelf?
And why do we care?
By Yours Truly,
ETBlogsHome 2013-12-07
As I was looking around, I noticed how the values of a book is graded. When you buy a book from a store you usually pay around 7 British pounds for it, or 100 Swedish crowns. After that book has been read once, if it is a pocket-book, it will re-retail for around 3 British pounds.
Isn't that crazy? We pay so much for a new book, and after one read, it is barely worth anything.
And even though it might sound a bit weird, I get a bit emotionally attached to all my books. Recently I decided to sell my Hunger Games trilogy through the Swedish Ebay "Tradera" against better judgement.
I thought it wouldn't be so bad, since I did not enjoy the series particularly much. But when it came down to it, I do not want to send them off! I read them, cried over the protagonists, and hated the antagonists. Now someone else will put them in their bookshelf. The only comfort is that the series had clashing colored covers and did not fit in well with the rest.
All that is left is to package them, and then ship them away...
So I ask you, dear reader; how do we value books? It is not so much about their story after the first read. We hand them off to a new pair of hands to grasp them, and cling to the pages, ripping their hair out over the plot twists, just like you did the first time you read that exact, same passage.
How do we know they do not just become a pretty addition on someone else's bookshelf?
And why do we care?
By Yours Truly,
ETBlogsHome 2013-12-07
Thursday, November 7, 2013
NaNo Day 7 Wrap up - It's been a week
And my story is progressing too fast. (To get to some motivational mo-jo, scroll down a bit)
We all have our problems when writing. If you don't plan ahead, you might be lost and the plot is a dead end. If you do plan ahead (which I did this year) you might rush the very first bit. This is both because I am not an avid writer, I don't sit down 365 days a year and just, write, and also because I knew where I was going.
When you have a specific goal in mind, and it is right there, so close you can actually touch it, you don't think "Oh hey well I really like this road better, it has pretty flowers next to it!" *and there is today's first failed metaphor*. So in other words, I rushed past some big parts in my character building and exposure phase. Because I want my story to say BAM! I am HERE! Read ME!
So the problem? Now my part that I had anticipated being 5000 words is a mere 2000. Well done.
So what do you do? Should you revise it?
NO! Follow this NaNo rule when we are talking segments in the begining. The plot isn't set in stone. It is a first draft for goodness sake.
Leave. It. Alone. (for now I know it hurts trust me)
So motivation to keep going? I guess I promised that yesterday because I actually felt motivated, but them I realized it was past midnight and I was tired.
MOTIVATIONAL-THINGY-UNO;
Do you know how many words you had 7 days ago? Zero! Nothing. You had absolutely nothing. Now look at the tiny little "infant-seed-child-novel" you have started. (Do not picture what that thing would look like literally) It is your baby! It is frowned upon to dislike babies. You can only do it on others peoples, but only after they are gone and can't hear you. You can't be the parent and the mean single friend! Think about that!
MOTIVATIONAL-THINGY-DOUS; (I am so sorry I don't speak Spanish at all)
Do you know how many words there is in the first version of Romeo and Juliet? 25599!
Do you know how many words there are in A Child Called "It" by Dave Pelzer, one of the most best selling books of all time and one of my favourites? 32404!
(And you International Baccalaureate students; One Extended Essay can be maximum 4000 words. A novel of 50000 is approximately 12,5 EE's!)
MOTIVATIONAL THINGY-TREISE; (I should just stop but I can't)
Not writing one day doesn't make you a bad writer. Not writing two days in a row doesn't make you a bad writer. Not even if you don't write for three whole days, does anyone get to call you a bad writer. The only bad writer is the person who never writes. Don't be that person.
That's it. Hold on to the little facts. Think percentage wise. Punch out how many percent done you are right now. Your word count, divided by 50000. Now promise to write at least one percent today. And another tomorrow.
By Yours Truly,
ETBlogsHome 2013-11-07
We all have our problems when writing. If you don't plan ahead, you might be lost and the plot is a dead end. If you do plan ahead (which I did this year) you might rush the very first bit. This is both because I am not an avid writer, I don't sit down 365 days a year and just, write, and also because I knew where I was going.
When you have a specific goal in mind, and it is right there, so close you can actually touch it, you don't think "Oh hey well I really like this road better, it has pretty flowers next to it!" *and there is today's first failed metaphor*. So in other words, I rushed past some big parts in my character building and exposure phase. Because I want my story to say BAM! I am HERE! Read ME!
So the problem? Now my part that I had anticipated being 5000 words is a mere 2000. Well done.
So what do you do? Should you revise it?
NO! Follow this NaNo rule when we are talking segments in the begining. The plot isn't set in stone. It is a first draft for goodness sake.
Leave. It. Alone. (for now I know it hurts trust me)
So motivation to keep going? I guess I promised that yesterday because I actually felt motivated, but them I realized it was past midnight and I was tired.
MOTIVATIONAL-THINGY-UNO;
Do you know how many words you had 7 days ago? Zero! Nothing. You had absolutely nothing. Now look at the tiny little "infant-seed-child-novel" you have started. (Do not picture what that thing would look like literally) It is your baby! It is frowned upon to dislike babies. You can only do it on others peoples, but only after they are gone and can't hear you. You can't be the parent and the mean single friend! Think about that!
MOTIVATIONAL-THINGY-DOUS; (I am so sorry I don't speak Spanish at all)
Do you know how many words there is in the first version of Romeo and Juliet? 25599!
Do you know how many words there are in A Child Called "It" by Dave Pelzer, one of the most best selling books of all time and one of my favourites? 32404!
(And you International Baccalaureate students; One Extended Essay can be maximum 4000 words. A novel of 50000 is approximately 12,5 EE's!)
MOTIVATIONAL THINGY-TREISE; (I should just stop but I can't)
Not writing one day doesn't make you a bad writer. Not writing two days in a row doesn't make you a bad writer. Not even if you don't write for three whole days, does anyone get to call you a bad writer. The only bad writer is the person who never writes. Don't be that person.
That's it. Hold on to the little facts. Think percentage wise. Punch out how many percent done you are right now. Your word count, divided by 50000. Now promise to write at least one percent today. And another tomorrow.
By Yours Truly,
ETBlogsHome 2013-11-07
Wednesday, November 6, 2013
NaNo2013 Day 6 Wrap-up - Don't worry
I am still alive.
Today I cannot help but be in a split mindset. I have been pouring my heart and mind into my novel these last days. Today I had a day off and spent every minute writing at the library. Reached 12,000 words, which is great because I will definitely fall behind this weekend when me and the boyfriend are going away. Not actually leaving my computer behind but to be honest I don't want him sitting right next to me on the train when I am writing.
So there is what I want to talk about today. Are you secretive about your NaNoWriMo participation? I know my mother would not understand why I am doing it and won't let me put time off for it, so is anyone in the same situation? The only person that I have told of my participation is my boyfriend.
To be honest I don't think I am ready to have people read my first draft. Or ask all the questions about it.
What's it about?
Do you think you can really write 50,000 words in a month?
Who are you writing about?
Can I read it now?
Can I read it when you're done?
I have no idea what it is about yet. I mean I know, but I can't formulate it until I am done. Or close.
To be scared of someone picking on something that you devout so much time and effort in is natural. That is the point of this post. What you write is worth writing. Once you have written it, you get to self critique it, but don't worry too much. Don't try to compare your first draft to finished works by published artists! They have revised that piece so many times, and had it checked by editors over and over!
That one scene that you think is too short? Add to it! Go with your gut, and don't think back too much.
That character that is a bastard to everyone? You can decide when he goes away. This is your own novel!
I've decided to share some of my motivation-tips tomorrow, so hang in there for that if nothing else. Today's goal (6th) is 10,000 words. That is one fifth of your novel. If not today, then do it tomorrow. Prioritize differently then. Split the time with watching television. Welcome back tomorrow, good night NaNo:s!
By Yours Truly,
ETBlogsHome 2013-11-06
Today I cannot help but be in a split mindset. I have been pouring my heart and mind into my novel these last days. Today I had a day off and spent every minute writing at the library. Reached 12,000 words, which is great because I will definitely fall behind this weekend when me and the boyfriend are going away. Not actually leaving my computer behind but to be honest I don't want him sitting right next to me on the train when I am writing.
So there is what I want to talk about today. Are you secretive about your NaNoWriMo participation? I know my mother would not understand why I am doing it and won't let me put time off for it, so is anyone in the same situation? The only person that I have told of my participation is my boyfriend.
To be honest I don't think I am ready to have people read my first draft. Or ask all the questions about it.
What's it about?
Do you think you can really write 50,000 words in a month?
Who are you writing about?
Can I read it now?
Can I read it when you're done?
I have no idea what it is about yet. I mean I know, but I can't formulate it until I am done. Or close.
To be scared of someone picking on something that you devout so much time and effort in is natural. That is the point of this post. What you write is worth writing. Once you have written it, you get to self critique it, but don't worry too much. Don't try to compare your first draft to finished works by published artists! They have revised that piece so many times, and had it checked by editors over and over!
That one scene that you think is too short? Add to it! Go with your gut, and don't think back too much.
That character that is a bastard to everyone? You can decide when he goes away. This is your own novel!
I've decided to share some of my motivation-tips tomorrow, so hang in there for that if nothing else. Today's goal (6th) is 10,000 words. That is one fifth of your novel. If not today, then do it tomorrow. Prioritize differently then. Split the time with watching television. Welcome back tomorrow, good night NaNo:s!
By Yours Truly,
ETBlogsHome 2013-11-06
Sunday, October 6, 2013
1st edition cover page for NaNowriMo 2013 novel
Here's the first edition of the cover I have made, because it looks awfully empty without it!
Wednesday, August 21, 2013
I guess the world doesn't actually end...
if you fail high school.
"Oh no, but without an education, you don't have anything!" I've really come to realize how boldly overstated that phrase is. Sure, things were looking, to say the least, like sh.t when I got my results. Didn't pass math or chemistry. Cried some (this on the other hand is a bold understatement), tried to snap out of it (a very lean attempt it was, but an attempt nevertheless), and then entered limbo (this is the phase where you simultaneously feel like a huge failure and want to do it over again, and being generally mad and saying things like "To -bleep- with high school, I'll just live on pasta for the rest of my life").
About a week after I'd gotten my results and some really good advise from my ex-mentor everyone in Sweden got their University application results. Turned out, I still got competence enough to get into my second choice of uni. I also landed a secondary replacement place for my primary uni; I thought that was quite an achievement (which it really was, and allow me to boast for a second *drumroll* done.)
Once August finally rolled around I had prepared myself for everything. Not really, quite the opposite. There were too many ways things could go. I'd already gotten into one university, which I could choose to enroll in. I wouldn't know until the sixth if I'd gotten in on my first choice, which would mean going there but the odds of that were so slim. Or, if I got really lucky I might get a continued contract with IKEA. That would according to me at the time, be my best choice. And then August sixth came.
I couldn't believe it when I saw that I got in to molecularbiology in Lund, with two failed IB subjects! Great, now I knew what I was going to do.
That was until the 16th. This was a Friday (just before Saturday and Sunday). Finally I was going to get turned down from IKEA. But then of course that didn't happen for God knows things shouldn't be easy! I got offered a full time contract until February. At least I had the weekend to think about what I was going to do.
That I did. You cannot count the amount of times I wanted to change my mind about everything! Work for a year, earn some money, relax a bit, and just have a general study break. Or jump right back into school. In the end, with the help of the best person in the world, I decided.
University can wait. It turns out, the world can be lenient with you as long as you manage to stick to your gut about something.
I'm not advising everyone to not go to university, but in a worlds where more people have Bachelor degrees than ever, they become interchangeable. Employers require work-life experience!
So here I am, with the first grown-up decision ever. I think it's going to be one good year.
By yours truly,
ETBlogsHome 2013-08-21
"Oh no, but without an education, you don't have anything!" I've really come to realize how boldly overstated that phrase is. Sure, things were looking, to say the least, like sh.t when I got my results. Didn't pass math or chemistry. Cried some (this on the other hand is a bold understatement), tried to snap out of it (a very lean attempt it was, but an attempt nevertheless), and then entered limbo (this is the phase where you simultaneously feel like a huge failure and want to do it over again, and being generally mad and saying things like "To -bleep- with high school, I'll just live on pasta for the rest of my life").
About a week after I'd gotten my results and some really good advise from my ex-mentor everyone in Sweden got their University application results. Turned out, I still got competence enough to get into my second choice of uni. I also landed a secondary replacement place for my primary uni; I thought that was quite an achievement (which it really was, and allow me to boast for a second *drumroll* done.)
Once August finally rolled around I had prepared myself for everything. Not really, quite the opposite. There were too many ways things could go. I'd already gotten into one university, which I could choose to enroll in. I wouldn't know until the sixth if I'd gotten in on my first choice, which would mean going there but the odds of that were so slim. Or, if I got really lucky I might get a continued contract with IKEA. That would according to me at the time, be my best choice. And then August sixth came.
I couldn't believe it when I saw that I got in to molecularbiology in Lund, with two failed IB subjects! Great, now I knew what I was going to do.
That was until the 16th. This was a Friday (just before Saturday and Sunday). Finally I was going to get turned down from IKEA. But then of course that didn't happen for God knows things shouldn't be easy! I got offered a full time contract until February. At least I had the weekend to think about what I was going to do.
That I did. You cannot count the amount of times I wanted to change my mind about everything! Work for a year, earn some money, relax a bit, and just have a general study break. Or jump right back into school. In the end, with the help of the best person in the world, I decided.
University can wait. It turns out, the world can be lenient with you as long as you manage to stick to your gut about something.
I'm not advising everyone to not go to university, but in a worlds where more people have Bachelor degrees than ever, they become interchangeable. Employers require work-life experience!
So here I am, with the first grown-up decision ever. I think it's going to be one good year.
By yours truly,
ETBlogsHome 2013-08-21
Saturday, July 13, 2013
*silent sight* Here's the deal,,,
One of the hardest questions but also most interesting questions I find myself faced with in recent times is one that many others are asked everyday too. It may be asked of a friend, family, companion (thank God not animals), or anyone close enough to speak to you. It's not a personal question, but it is a private one.
It's a question I HATE to the deep depths of my so-called-soul and all the way into middle earth, hell or whatever lies beyond.
If you've been reading some of my recent posts, I have mentioned where I am in life; just after high school.
So here's the question I dread:
"What do you want to be when you grow up?"
*shivers down spine* Ugh. Where do I begin. I want to be successful, have an amazing progressive career, with opportunities in many countries, have a partner, and at some point (maybe) "offspring". I will not settle with being a housewife. Mostly because of television shows such as "Desperate Housewives" and its ever-present stream of new editions.
I want to be a scientist. Now the actual question is how do I get from here, to there?
The constant "from point A to point B" approach seems to be as old fashioned as toothpaste in a jar. Whatever happened to trial and error experiments in basements that won Nobel prizes?! Oh that's right, there never was such a thing.
What I have in mind is a simple, old-fashioned approach. The educational system however has another thing in mind. First you have to compete for a place to get an education. Then once you get in, the things in university are basically the exact same things you learnt in high school. So you become in debt, and lazy, and then you are free to move on. Next step is finding a job. Oh wait, you can't get a job without five years of work experience!
Great. I love when the government and companies get to screw with my life, but touch my fluffy little clouds of dreams, and things will get messy.
*sight* Now what? Complaining certainly won't get you anywhere! Better get back to bending over backwards to please the system.
Thought by yours truly,
ETBlogsHome 2013-07-13
It's a question I HATE to the deep depths of my so-called-soul and all the way into middle earth, hell or whatever lies beyond.
If you've been reading some of my recent posts, I have mentioned where I am in life; just after high school.
So here's the question I dread:
"What do you want to be when you grow up?"
*shivers down spine* Ugh. Where do I begin. I want to be successful, have an amazing progressive career, with opportunities in many countries, have a partner, and at some point (maybe) "offspring". I will not settle with being a housewife. Mostly because of television shows such as "Desperate Housewives" and its ever-present stream of new editions.
I want to be a scientist. Now the actual question is how do I get from here, to there?
The constant "from point A to point B" approach seems to be as old fashioned as toothpaste in a jar. Whatever happened to trial and error experiments in basements that won Nobel prizes?! Oh that's right, there never was such a thing.
What I have in mind is a simple, old-fashioned approach. The educational system however has another thing in mind. First you have to compete for a place to get an education. Then once you get in, the things in university are basically the exact same things you learnt in high school. So you become in debt, and lazy, and then you are free to move on. Next step is finding a job. Oh wait, you can't get a job without five years of work experience!
Great. I love when the government and companies get to screw with my life, but touch my fluffy little clouds of dreams, and things will get messy.
*sight* Now what? Complaining certainly won't get you anywhere! Better get back to bending over backwards to please the system.
Thought by yours truly,
ETBlogsHome 2013-07-13
Thursday, July 11, 2013
Something I've come to realize...
Is that internet stalking is VERY easy. I'm sure most of the people on the "inter-webs" have Facebook accounts, and if not, you know what it is unless you've lived as an eremite for the last 5 years.
It's not only Facebook though. With a phone number, you can basically find out all there i to know about a person. You can find basically every ounce of information this person has ever used on this magical platform of hopes and shattered dreams. Now, I'm no tech-geek/freak, but I could still dig up a lot of information on any given person.
Today there are so many databases accessible to anyone who has an internet connection. Phone numbers, names, addresses, birth dates, relatives an family trees, hobbies, photos, and what music we listen to.
I'm not saying this is all bad, I mean how else would you know what to get your second cousins great aunt as a Christmas present? But do we really have the need for all of this; that's the question.
In my work at a call-center there comes a time when you accidentally miss out on taking, let's say, their e-mail address. Even without asking the client anything, I can see their caller ID, and punch in these numbers in our own database, and see every order they've made for years. With this information I then get their name. With their name I can easily find their address. And of course their Facebook if they have one. Linked to this is often an accessible e-mail address, and if not that some people link their workplace info, and that website usually has a website, and sometimes if the person is important enough their work-email is ready to find.
Scary? Reality. I would never dream of abusing this, but there sure are people who would.
In an age when "cat-fishing" becomes more and more common and insecure people take to the internet to create fake identities, we need to be careful what we put out there. This is of even greater concern as a younger audience than ever before is entering the world-wide-web. Countless 12 year old's have iPhones, iPads and laptops, and they haven't realized just how small the world is. It might feel huge, but with the developments in connectivity and a trait of always being accessible we are closer together than ever.
So my thoughts? Maybe we should stick to sending birthday gift cards to our far-off relatives, and let go of our need-to-know-everything-despair. Yours truly,
ETBlogsHome 2013-07-11
It's not only Facebook though. With a phone number, you can basically find out all there i to know about a person. You can find basically every ounce of information this person has ever used on this magical platform of hopes and shattered dreams. Now, I'm no tech-geek/freak, but I could still dig up a lot of information on any given person.
Today there are so many databases accessible to anyone who has an internet connection. Phone numbers, names, addresses, birth dates, relatives an family trees, hobbies, photos, and what music we listen to.
I'm not saying this is all bad, I mean how else would you know what to get your second cousins great aunt as a Christmas present? But do we really have the need for all of this; that's the question.
In my work at a call-center there comes a time when you accidentally miss out on taking, let's say, their e-mail address. Even without asking the client anything, I can see their caller ID, and punch in these numbers in our own database, and see every order they've made for years. With this information I then get their name. With their name I can easily find their address. And of course their Facebook if they have one. Linked to this is often an accessible e-mail address, and if not that some people link their workplace info, and that website usually has a website, and sometimes if the person is important enough their work-email is ready to find.
Scary? Reality. I would never dream of abusing this, but there sure are people who would.
In an age when "cat-fishing" becomes more and more common and insecure people take to the internet to create fake identities, we need to be careful what we put out there. This is of even greater concern as a younger audience than ever before is entering the world-wide-web. Countless 12 year old's have iPhones, iPads and laptops, and they haven't realized just how small the world is. It might feel huge, but with the developments in connectivity and a trait of always being accessible we are closer together than ever.
So my thoughts? Maybe we should stick to sending birthday gift cards to our far-off relatives, and let go of our need-to-know-everything-despair. Yours truly,
ETBlogsHome 2013-07-11
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