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Author Diary | January 9th: I'm Doin' Media!

 Hey Y'all,


I hope that the new year has been off to a wonderful start, and that we all had a safe and fun holiday, or a quiet and peaceful one. If not, me too.

I just wanted to give some insight to what I have been up to this first and auspicious week of 2023-- for those of you who don't know, I am returning to school this year to begin a path into multimedia, which is both exciting and terrifying to me. As part of that, I am exploring that space and trying to learn some basics to where I am not entirely uninformed. To that end, I have been messing around with streaming and editing videos, and have been putting those up on YouTube. This is primarily geared towards gaming, as that has so far proven to have a low-barrier to entry given my familiarity with a lot of things there.

To any who'd be interested in that content, the channel can be found here.

In the future, I have the idea for additional media projects that'll be rolled out as time goes by and my comfort with producing this sort of content grows.

For those who're mostly interested in written content-- don't worry, I'll still be doing that, but now there will be different stuff as well.


Take care out there!


Zachariah

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