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All Your Timed -Tossed Selves & Hana Feels Reflection and Reaction

All Your Time- Tossed Selves 

The progressive Google Forms as a substrate, carrier of the dialogue and our responses is a creative interactive way that many are familiar with when filling out a survey or poll with Google Forms and providing an interest in an event or information, sign up.  The conversation happening between me and the form cerates this responsive letter with only two multiple choices lines of dialogue to choose in the beginning, but  eventually evolves to checking multiple boxes, from a drop down selection arrow, and additional multiple choice selections available to choose from that carries the conversation along making you  realize it doesn’t matter what you choose you will be back where you stated eventually. Depending on each response, the interaction finds a way to show empathy towards what selection I chose related to the question. I tend to forget about what question was asked prior as now I am focused on the present. Each response does have an effect on the following though as I move forward  with. It was clever to provide a list for me to choose from of what I brought with me in my  “small bag” going to the Tower which made me mindful of the lines provided. I enjoy being given the option of seeing my previous responses once I have submitted my current form. The biggest part of this work was the Pie and Bar graphs that were provided of all the responses with percentages of choices made. This made me feel like I am part of a larger anonymous group but somehow affecting the whole together with our choices. This is similar to how our society is here in America, we tend to think of our choices as being singular and not affecting the whole or our surroundings, but they do. If we were provided with a visual of how our choices do change or affect others. Then I think we might be deterred to make certain choices and rethink others having the opportunity to look back at the previous ones selected. Just being mindful and aware.

 Hana Feels

Reading the Editorial Statement before accessing the work of Hana Feels knowing that it is related to mental health crisis and I would be mediating what is said to her from the 4 role dialogue responses made me interested as a Veteran who has faced many “rough patches” on my own without support or having an outside perspective on its effects to the body, mind. The words of “allied purpose” are substantial and having a role to make a difference with Hana’s situation depending on what is said to her. I chose the work website version, instead of the arrive to interact as a participant, now a digital friend of Hana’s here to support her through this mental health challenge. The type of support is extremely important, and what and how we say something to someone having a mental health crisis needs to be thought through and have empathy not sympathy. Sometimes we think we know the best things to say to someone in a time of need, but they don’t always have the effect of making the person in need of support feeling any better from what was said or advice. In a way you are playing an active menta health negotiator and trying to help a friend. Peer, coworker, family member out of a situation that has overtaken their mind, feelings, thinking and get them into a more level, stable way of thinking and reacting to what is happening. We must be aware of the mental health part of the formula when trying to share care; understanding there is an imbalance. In my experience as Will the Volunteer I asked the question “what is your name” it seems that there was pause in any responses to be made after that, the selections became limited. There was quiet breathing then click. I thought by asking the name of the caller would create a more personal feeling, showing I understand another human being is on the other side needing help. So I decided to interact again, clicking the refresh button bringing up the same helpline scenario page and responses to what I could ask the caller, Hana. This time I asked, “Is there something you’re worried about?” Once again some gaps in the responses boxes and quiet breathing resulted making me feel like I asked the wrong question to her. It’s interesting that when I clicked on Will the volunteers profile it mentioned that he is “worried of saying the wrong thing” to the caller. I also felt this anxiousness or weight on my consciousness while interacting with Hana. Realizing that Hana actually hung up during the previous call not because I asked the wrong question, but because she was concerned that I would think she was a “heavy breather” caller doing it as a prank, or for one’s own enjoyment. This made the interaction even real for me and created a responsibility in me to continue speaking to Hana. Hana’s Journal was insightful reading her feelings calling up the help line and understanding her thoughts or reasoning. The discussion playing the role of Christine, Hana’s boss created a entirely new feeling towards my role. I assumed that this would be about how Hana’s mental health was effecting her productivity at the Casino. I selected responses back to Hana that were from a understanding nature of one who has dealt with mental health getting in the way of my job performance, instead of other responses that were cold and not caring, but focused on assertiveness and putting Hana’s mistakes in front of her not really understanding first what was going on with her. I learned ones role, title, responsibility towards a individual whether a boss, friend, co worker, family member would require a different level of concern and empathy felt with something so delicate and quiet as mental health.

Two Doors, Two Worlds

In exploring digital literature, few experiences have contrasted as strikingly as Welcome Home and Façade. Both works invite us into intimate spaces, a home, an apartment, a world that feels alive, and yet what unfolds inside those spaces couldn’t be more different. One pulls us into the comforting embrace of nostalgia and imagination, while the other confronts us with the messy, unpredictable emotions of adulthood.

My experience with Façade was mostly through YouTube videos, yet it still managed to pull me in. It’s strange how something so minimal in design can feel so human. Watching Grace and Trip argue, confess, and crumble felt invasive but also deeply real. Every interaction carried emotional weight. You could say one wrong thing and the whole night would fall apart. Even as a viewer, I felt tense, caught between wanting to help and knowing I couldn’t really fix them. It was comical at times, but underneath the humor was something uncomfortable; the quiet truth that sometimes, love doesn’t feel like home anymore.

Then came Welcome Home, and the shift was immediate. Suddenly, I was surrounded by color, warmth, and friendship. Wally Darling’s cheery voice and the gentle community around him felt like a return to childhood, a simpler time where kindness mattered and everyone had a place. It reminded me of Sesame Street, where every character, no matter how quirky, was loved and accepted. There was something comforting about that, especially after the chaos of Façade.

While Façade showed me the cracks that can form in relationships and communication, Welcome Home reminded me why those connections matter in the first place. It’s about understanding, patience, and finding joy in togetherness. Even knowing that Welcome Home exists now only through restoration efforts, there’s something beautiful in the way people are coming together to preserve it. The anonymous team behind The Welcome Home Restoration Project isn’t just saving a piece of media—they’re saving a feeling. That’s what art does when it’s loved enough: it lives on through the people who care about it.

Experiencing both works side by side made me think about how important it is to preserve not just art, but the emotions it carries. Façade captures the complexity of adulthood; the frustration, miscommunication, and longing, while Welcome Home keeps the child inside us alive. In a world that often feels heavy and divided, we need both kinds of art. One helps us face our reality; the other helps us dream beyond it.

For me, Welcome Home isn’t just about restoring a show, it’s about restoring a part of ourselves. It’s proof that love, joy, and imagination never really disappear. They just wait quietly, like Wally Darling, ready to welcome us back home.

“High Muck a Muck”

I’ll begin by acknowledging the helpful instructions on the opening screen. No, they don’t tell you exactly what to press, but provide the reader an expectation point. I found this much more intuitive in comparison to “Twelve Blue”.

Some may argue that the lack of direct instructions feeds into the message of the form, but the instructions provided by “High Muck a Muck” are done artfully. They look like they belong on the screen, and they are thematically relevant.

The poetry throughout the piece is meaningful, beautiful, and impactful—not overshadowed by the intricate layers of media woven together to make “High Muck a Muck” what it is.

Image layering is an important component of the introduction. Behind the English text appear Chinese characters, and water droplets appear over specific characters as the poem describes someone crying.

We are here with someone, someone who is interacting with this text in the real world as we look on from the digital world. I moved forward to the image of a body, one I have to click on. There’s music playing, Chinese music.

Each part of the body has a different title.

This type of symbolism is not possible in traditional text. The implications of bearing witness do not feel as real when you are not watching someone’s tears hit the page, or engaging with someone’s story by touching different parts of them.

The utilization of multimedia creates a new avenue for storytelling. One that allows us to engage parts of storytelling that died with many traditions of oratory storytelling.

“Twelve Blue”

I can sense I’m going to have a little bit of a difficult time when it comes to navigating electronic literature. Navigating anything, in general, is a bit of a problem for me.

You could probably put me on the opposite side of my home-town and I wouldn’t be capable of finding my way back home. I like directions. I like order and a path. I am capable of making my own path, but I am slow and bumbling. I make mistakes and get confused easily.

My memory is about the size of an almond, maybe two if we’re being generous. It makes a lot of sense why I like to read, it’s straightforward and you can’t really mess it up all that much.

When you make a mistake when you’re reading, you flip back a few pages.

When you make a mistake reading “Twelve Blue”, good fucking luck.

The text is haunting, poetic, and electric in the way the reader gets to practically touch the texts themselves and move them about. But, there is no way to go back once you’ve moved forward.

There is no clear path that shows you want to click, and much of the discovery process is trial and error.

This brings the story to life, making it dynamic, a new experience for each reader. The story resembles navigating real life in the confusion and discomfort that comes from a lack of direction.

The process of learning how to effectively navigate electronic texts without the daunting fear of a mis-click will be a huge challenge for me. In both study and practice I’ve proven easily frustrated by exploration based learning.

I am nervous for how this bodes for my presentation, but hopefully with enough time to practice, I will be able to navigate Welcome Home properly for my peers.

Day 8: Farewell, All

Today’s final class was incredibly meaningful. I had the opportunity to share a small piece of the work I’ve been developing over the past two weeks during this writer’s retreat. I feel a deep sense of accomplishment for having written and completed the foundational draft of Part 1 of the memoir I’ve been working on. It’s been a long time coming, and while there’s still more to refine and expand upon, I now have a strong foundation from which the rest of the story can grow. Ideas are already beginning to overflow, and I’m excited for what’s ahead. Moving forward, I’d like to continue writing for at least an hour a day, just like we did during the retreat, so I can carve out dedicated time to focus and stay accountable.

It was a real pleasure to reconnect with familiar faces from the M.A. program and to meet many of you for the first time. These past two weeks have flown by, but they’ve been deeply enriching, and I’ve truly enjoyed being part of this experience with all of you.

Dr. Zamora, thank you for fostering such a welcoming and safe environment where learning and creativity thrives. Your guidance and care have made this experience truly special, and I am deeply grateful for all the work you’ve done to make this retreat meaningful. I’ll truly miss being in this space with all of you.

With gratitude, I leave you with this:

Don’t Quit

When things go wrong as they sometimes will,
When the road you’re trudging seems all up hill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest if you must, but don’t you quit.
Life is strange with its twists and turns
As every one of us sometimes learns
And many a failure comes about
When he might have won had he stuck it out;
Don’t give up though the pace seems slow—
You may succeed with another blow.
Success is failure turned inside out—
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell just how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far;
So stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit—
It’s when things seem worst that you must not quit.
John Greenleaf Whittier