Fantastic Baby

Annyeonghaseyo! 

I’m still in Korea because, surprise, surprise, I can't afford the return flight ticket back home. I might as well get used to the situation; travel broadens the mind. During these past few weeks I’ve learned a lot about this completely unfamiliar culture, and also a lot about myself – for instance, that I cannot stand traveling! I’m constantly thinking about my next meal, constantly fighting with homeless people over a park bench to sleep on, and let me tell you one thing: when it rains, it pours. So travel broadens the mind, while making you soaking wet, unrested, and hungry. 

And what’s even worse is all I can think about is my home manor, and the fact that my ghostwriting business is in ruins. AI has taken a large portion of my old clients, which means the sound of my fax machine beeping is a thing of the past. My own book writing isn't going that well either. I keep submitting my manuscripts to publishers, but they won't touch them with a ten-foot pole. Here are a few pieces of feedback I’ve received from publishers:

... promising concept, terrible execution... 
... well, at least you tried... 
... 1/10, wouldn’t recommend to anyone...
... delete my phone number and never call me again!

And one of them even sent back the promo pictures I faxed. I took these myself in my own mansion; I had rented a smoke machine and everything for the shoot. For the cover of my autobiography, Confessions of O.G. Ghostwriter, I had envisioned this one... 



… but all I’ve gotten back was a big, fat, NO! They just don’t see my value or understand my art, those low-minded, narrow-sighted stubborn mules! I'll show them... as soon as I’ve crumpled these rejection letters into paper balls and thrown them at innocent passersby. Haha, take that! And that! Well, what are you staring at? Haven't you ever seen an artist in the middle of a creative process?

A tough crowd! One of them just threw coffee at me. Fantastic, absolutely fantastic, baby!
I was walking the streets of Seoul a few days ago, and I couldn't help but notice young people filming themselves everywhere, these so-called  'content creators.' They hold their phones up to their faces and babble incoherently, even dance stupid little dances, and whenever I try to walk past them, for some reason they start interviewing me? “Yo, wassup bro, what’s with the sheets? You hit ‘em, not wear ‘em, y’ know what I’m sayin’?” No, I honestly don’t know what you’re saying, and no matter what your viewers want to see, the sheet stays on!

Where on Earth is the world going? In the good old days, young people would go to work in the grain fields when they weren’t busy fighting in wars. Nowadays they just walk around with their faces glued to a screen, filming themselves so they can produce content for their followers. Content creators, bah, how about contentless creators?

… I wonder: could I make money myself if I started spewing contentlessness into the world? Either that, or I’ll be forced to sign up as a conversational AI trainer. Hmm…


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Comments

  1. Ana3.12.25

    Love it! You always make me smile!

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    1. O.G. Ghostwriter3.12.25

      Thank you Ana! You are the best 🤩

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  2. Anonymous3.12.25

    Hmmm.. you can think of vlogging.. since you're a natural charmer, you will certainly get viewers in no time and i bet your content must be better than the rest.. good luck 👍🙂.zahra

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    1. O.G. Ghostwriter3.12.25

      Ghost vlogging? 😂 Thank you for the great idea!

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    2. Zahra3.12.25

      Precisely!! :), will be waiting for your ghost vlogging... :D

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