Yesterday I had one of those moments, which is like opening a door in a wall in a garden and finding a country on the other side. In the uncommon newsletter there was a link to an article on how stories change us. I followed a link to stories are waves, which was much more interesting. It talks about how story telling is getting a bit more like pre-Gutenberg days. It mentioned the Organization for Transformative Works and I found the project, Archive of Our Own which has 1.4 million bits of fan fiction. That's a lot of storytelling.
This is in response to Matt 's post Three feelings I don't have a word for . (A blog post in response to a blog post. How quaint.) "Imagined vastness" sounds like a very specific instance of the more general "sense of wonder" or sensawunda . For me I get that feeling of imagined vastness when reading Iain M Banks' Culture series. I don't get the Stack Overflow vertigo he talks about, but I do have a feeling of holding something almost physical when I've got something on the clipboard and I haven't pasted it yet. It's similar to the feeling that I (maybe it is just me) get when I know there's a bit of coffee left at the bottom of the cup. Atemporal hotel lobbies is something I can't really relate to. I do have my own unnamed feeling though: Cycling to work It's that moment when I whizz down our sloped drive and start pedalling up to the road. Because I WFH I go out at lunchtime these days, and the feeling just isn't the sa
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