The story goes like this:
Earlier today I was going some of the required reading for my class on New Media and Culture. It was all about online communities and how they can't just be dismissed as things that take place on a screen. I knew what the author meant, since I used to an active member of a forum called Taborama, which died a long time ago. In the many years since, I haven't been willing to fully commit to any other site, afraid of having my heart broken again. But today, doing my reading, I felt like I couldn't stay away from this world any longer. It is time to become a citizen of cyberspace again. And anyway, what kind of communications studies student should be detached from his area of interest?
So, in an effort to reinforce some of the reasons why I strongly believe an online community can be as significant as a real one, I have decided to return (yes, return) to YWS. I was a member here a long time ago, too. I won't say what my name was, because it was a very long time ago and I'm trying to distance myself from some of the garbage I wrote, and I don't just mean stories and poetry. I was too self-interested to critique anything, and too angsty to write anything of any value, so I'm starting again.
The rest of the story will be told in time, without all this info-dumping. I guess for now all I'll add is that my name is Luke, I live in Australia, and the focus of my writing has recently shifted from prose to comic books.
And now, bonne nuit. Bonne nuit, to you all.
DD (Why yes, I am a weirdo).