Word Encounter on SF Studebaker

Started several posts but I ended up not completing any of them because I found they all ended up tying into this one single post/article I’ve been working on & have had in my head over the last month or so. In some ways I think it’s the build up of original content I would have posted covering several mediums if I was actively writing reviews, asking interview questions or just posting original content in general. Some of it might even have been replies to other posts that I haven’t had the time to answer if I wasn’t as busy posting and keeping up with various news items we cover at BSC and BSCkids.

So, what? I’m blogging about not blogging? Just blogging about a future blog post? Not entirely, but if I was, S6S exists for just that reason and outlet. I have words on my mind. As what we get confronted with as a site(s) on the daily continually expands, I’ve found that certain words are leaving echoes. They mean something, and continually I’m amazed at how much of it revolves around speculative fiction (or to once again borrow from Richard Bowes, “My Life in Speculative Fiction”. Even if using a liberal definition I’ve never been someone that anyone would classify as a “geek”. I don’t say this to distance myself from anything or out of some form of denial–I think I like the one’s that I do know, promise! I don’t recall ever thinking I should hide the next Zahn Star Wars novel I had, and not do the same for any other more acceptable form of reading (I can’t even name one because I never differentiated). I never had the social issues I see and hear many others identify with the term. Don’t get me wrong, I had plenty of damn issues of my own to go around, but none of it ever had anything to do with not being able to fit in because I enjoyed Willow or The Neverending Story; read comics, or liked to play Gauntlet on the Commodore 64. All that shit was pretty much normal when I was young. I may have read the monster manual, but I wasn’t totting my a dice collection around on the just in case tip.

I actually remember rather clearly one of those “first time” a girl saw the bedroom moments and didn’t think at all about the necessity of a mandatory shame-in-my-game moment due to longboxes chillin’ showcase-style in room. Full of Bloodshot, Nextmen, Sandman, Team-7, and Ninjak, they were actually a source of pride. If anything, I think the net has been applied as an opposite by me. I picture most people assuming the role of non-socially awkward (if they really are), and here I am with no such problems associated with sites once called Fantasybookspot.com. As I finish this thought, I realize it may all be one big load because I at this moment recall an incident from my youth that may be a quintessential example of mainstream nerdicular behavior. More on that in a future post…

Back to these words…

They all connect back to the aforementioned future post, but yet all resonate individually. Some of them I’ve been aware of, but this feeling of “good times” sourced by rather childish entities is something that I think is more than worth looking back on, but also something to try to replicate now to have to reflect on 20 years from now. Because we put up previews of Boom! Studios comics at BSCkids, I’ve been confronted with the Muppets again. Not long afterward, I by chance ran across our Betamax copy of a movie simply titled The Muppet Movie. It’s a film experience that I haven’t seen in possibly 20+ years, but I would without hesitation tell you – with no lack of passion – that it is one of my 10 favorites ever. Being confronted by artifacts of our innocence, I find that I don’t find the term (innocence) quite as anti-progressive as I would have thought–and certainly not the useless weakness the 2004 me considered it. It instead becomes something not just to shed, but to go back to and embrace. There are more lessons here, and even if the same one, it’s a damn good one. Life’s like a movie, write your own ending.

Why do I know this chance find has significance? My family probably owned several dozen Betas in my early childhood, yet this is the only one left and saved. Parents – those who have made the same journey at some point – always know. Some, knowing their children as they should, even leave breadcrumbs just in case.