It's entertainment as comfort food, I think. I've been there for some time now. I've tried pushing past it (currently watching Watchmen and The Outsider on HBO), and it's disconcerting. Both shows are a bit difficult to follow, particularly Watchmen (I've never read the graphic novel).

We usually end the night streaming old sitcoms, like video Cheetos before bed.

Timelies all!

We're at Boston's. Mr. S didn't get thrown off the train, and we survived, so I guess that went ok.

Someone asked the other day if they were alone in being unwilling or lacking the ertia to try to watch new shows or new movies, and no, they are not. I'm personally so self-buried and locked in trying not to lose my shit every other minute I have no attention span and no room in my head to cultivate investment in new-to-me characters, scenarios, etc. We're watching a lot of old Disney and Ghibli movies, reruns of tv series we're familiar and invested in the premise and the characters but circumstances interrupted first-run watching. And favorite movies from the last forty years. I can't step out on that untenable bridge of unfamiliar right now--the whole world is balancing on a pinhead, and so am I. I can't afford to take on anything new.

I totally get this. I'm definitely doing this.

Unrelated (or maybe related, actually), Tim is on the phone with his 20-something niecephew, who is really struggling with coming out/being out as genderqueer. I'm really really glad Tim can be such a support for niecephew (I mean, I'm as supportive as possible and always will be, but I don't have the perspective that Tim has and is able to share/commiserate). I married a good egg.

Someone asked the other day if they were alone in being unwilling or lacking the ertia to try to watch new shows or new movies, and no, they are not. I'm personally so self-buried and locked in trying not to lose my shit every other minute I have no attention span and no room in my head to cultivate investment in new-to-me characters, scenarios, etc

I could have written this. I think I've read 5 new-to-me books in the past year. That's it. Everything else is fic or endless rereads of The Night Circus or The Vampire Lestat. And if left to my own devices with the TV, it's episodes of Hannibal or Penny Dreadful, or horror movies I find soothing. (My comfort media tastes are weird, I own that.)

Hell, even new music is hard right now.

I think I've read 5 new-to-me books in the past year. That's it. Everything else is fic

This is me. I need to donate to AO3, because I'm permanently reading fic.

I read a lot of books but mostly easy ones like romances or mysteries or something. Not usually heavy or even thrillers! And apparently all I will watch is soothing british reality tv competitions.

Last year I self medicated by reading super easy gay romance novels. Way to many. Not even really good ones. And cozy mysteries. And I watched every true crime documentary available to me. Now I am relisteninfg to podfics.

Oh my god. I am at a Hindi wedding. My family is very large, and we are used to being the heavy in the room. Not so at this wedding. I am fucking wiped and am going to fall asleep reading fic.

I tried to REread a cozy mystery series (the lead character is a witch who owns a vintage clothing store!!), and my brain just straight-up said, "Nope, not soothing enough. Back to Hannigram fic" .