An Infinite Singularity


I guess I could say that Dr. Horrible made me do it.  He did say, “Do a blog,” and multiple people have endorsed me on LinkedIn for “Blogging”, but I hadn’t kept one since LiveJournal about 5 years ago.  After being a contributing writer to and translating that Crafting with Cat Hair book 4 years ago, I thought it’s important that I go back to writing; not only for others’ sake, but also just to get this explosion of thoughts, opinions and ideas out there somewhere.

When it comes to writing, I’m more enamored of creative non-fiction than trying to force a character to bubble to the surface.  I would want it to happen naturally, and what comes more naturally to me is telling the tales of real life in a meaningful way.  If a character and their situation ever present themselves to me, that’s great.  And if I can manage to help people along the way, that’s great too.

So why “Singularity Sister”?  Here are definitions from Google, followed by 3 reasons (the Internet loves lists):

1. the state, fact, quality, or condition of being singular.

There is only one of me.  As far as I know.

2. a point at which a function takes an infinite value, especially in space-time when matter is infinitely dense, as at the center of a black hole. 

The featured image I’m using in this post illustrates this concept (credit to some science blog).  For me, this infinite value is the thoughts swirling around inside my head, from something as random as “The bathroom at work smells like fresh paint today,” to “Is there another me in a parallel universe?”  All these thoughts- angst, achievements, boredom, anticipation, etc., all culminating at a point– the written word.

3. a hypothetical moment in time when artificial intelligence and other technologies have become so advanced that humanity undergoes a dramatic and irreversible change. 

This appeals to my geeky side.  This is a huge part of who I am, and if you are reading this, you know this already.  I love Battlestar Galactica.  I love Terminator.  I love tales of A.I. and many types of SciFi in general.

I think there could also be auditory representations of a singularity.  Think of the THX sound you hear sometimes before a film starts.  Or the Beatles’ “A Day in the Life”.  Listen from about 1:39 to about 2:16.  It’s a kind of maddening anticipation, isn’t it?

“Sister” is just because I’m of the female persuasion, and it sounded good.

So there we go!  Nice to meet you, have a look around, talk to you soon.