An Experiment in Human Connection
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Antisocial Social Club is an experiment in human creativity and connection. For 365 days, I'm committed to sharing real talk that goes deeper than the chatter and noise of social media. I might fake my own death on social media in 2025, and if I do, this is where you'll find me instead. Please come along for the ride! No, I don't know where we're going, and I'm not sure when we'll be back. So get in, but only if you're down for a trip into creative chaos and the wild unknown.
46. neverwhere
Tonight I must return to the heart of this practice: writing without an agenda.
Because tonight, I don’t know how I feel or what I want to say. I only know that I made myself this promise, and I intend to keep it.
I’m tired, but not ready to sleep. It now seems that however the day goes, however...
Jan 30, 2025
45. virgin mudslide
If only I were talking about a mocktail. Alas, no.
Today, a mere three days after celebrating a sense of peace and completion in our recent household drama of water damage and weeks of repairs, we had a relapse.
I woke up early today to get the kids ready for school, as it’s my long day (class ...
by Amelia Travis —
Jan 30, 2025
44. party girl
Gentle Reader,
It is, once again, late at night and I am tired.
It has been, once again, a full day of Life: the morning school rush, a lengthy family budget meeting, a solid workout, 6 hours of client sessions, a late dinner, kids homework, and bedtime (for them, not me - if only I could write ...
Jan 28, 2025
43. great grief
We are living in a time of Great Grief.
I do not feel consumed by it now, but I know it can be consuming, and part of our Earth-bound duties are to remember, with some part of our consciousness, some intelligence of our souls, that the Great Grief can always come for us.
When it does, we must h...
Jan 27, 2025
42. cold turkey
Today feels like a new beginning.
Not because it’s a new moon (that’s coming up Wednesday, and it’s a lovely one), nor because it’s a season shift (Imbolc is next week, but we’ve got another nearly 8 weeks until the equinox).
It’s not a new beginning because of a major life event or any collect...
Jan 26, 2025
41. it is done
I honestly don’t even have words right now.
Probably because I wrote over 270,000 words in the last 30 days, in one of the hardest and most labor intensive work crucibles I have ever created for myself.
The last one was just sent.
It is done.
I need to have a moment of silence for the version...
Jan 25, 2025
40. 40 days
It’s been 40 days of the Antisocial Social Club.
That feels like something to celebrate, or perhaps honor, or maybe just observe and be with.
The symbolism of 40 days registers in my being, even as my mind floats to different interpretations, various cultural, religious, and metaphysical connota...
Jan 24, 2025
39. half assed
Confession: I half-assed my writing yesterday.
It might not seem that way, because I wrote a lot. But it was doing double duty from the notes I was taking for school in a class on shadow and the soul, and my inner rule-maker (whose energy is that of my eight year old self in the classroom) says t...
by Amelia Travis —
Jan 23, 2025
38. shadow
This is a ripe time for shadow work. I was thinking, over the past two days, as I’m not on social media, how protected I am from what I generally experience in the digital space during times of collective upheaval, polarization, and witnessing of violence and harm - which is being triggered and a...
Jan 23, 2025
37. rabbit trails
One of my greatest blessings as an ADHDer is hyperfocus.
It’s also a bit of a curse, because it often arrives via a rabbit.
A white rabbit, to be more precise, who then leads me down a seductive and fascinating trail that I must purse immediately and with vigilance! To the despair and chagrin of ...
by Amelia Travis —
Jan 21, 2025
36. seven minutes
I have a theory, and we are going to test it.
The time is 12:02pm.
I’ve noticed over the years, in many different areas of life, that when I am resistant to doing something, the trick to overcome resistance is to simply begin.
Partially thanks to the wisdom of Swami Sita, who taught me to ‘do i...
Jan 20, 2025
35. screen time
“You’re a liar.”
I chucked my phone onto the bed, offended. How dare it tell me that my average screen time for last week was ten hours a day?! How is that even possible? I am so chaste! So pure! So not on social media!
What the actual spork am I doing on my phone for ten hours a day?
Ok, deep...
Jan 19, 2025
