Sevenfold Silence

I really don't want celebrity.

I think that a lot of people start a blog because they want attention. Woooo, don't you want to know what I think? Aren't I cool? Pay attention to me and what I think!

That's what my Livejournal's for. I have two, actually: one for everyday mundane purposes, the other one under a wholly different name, disconnected entirely from the first, for my otherkin purposes. Mostly the second lies fallow. Logging out and in of Livejournal to post comments and entries is enough of a pain that mostly I'm lazy in this regard.

And for so little reward, too. If I didn't know any better I'd swear the otherkin movement died somewhere along the way when I wasn't paying attention. The communities, the web boards, the discussion groups, the IRC chatrooms, the mailing lists--these seem to have died out, anywhere from a year or two years ago. There's no dialogue anymore. It's like everybody talked themselves out excitedly in the '90s and early 2000s.

Which is great for people who were around then, but for the next generation, as it were, of 'kin--the seekers, the newbies, people like me in other words--it's frustrating as hell. Maybe there's community out there, maybe we just can't find it, maybe it's secret and select, maybe it's simmered down into people exchanging emails privately (as I expect it has). But us, now? We feel like we're shouting into a void.

So no, I'm not doing this for celebrity, or to espouse my own viewpoints, or for any other masturbatory purpose. I am starting this blog because the otherkin community is so desperately, miserably quiet. And I can't trust anybody else to start something, so I'm doing the starting. I may not be an expert, I may still be feeling out the edges of my own soul carefully and lovingly, but it's the best I can do.

Hello and welcome.