The Girl with two cats and a rainbow.
What is this place, anyway?
Nothing definite yet. It's a question of what it becomes, not what it is.
Maybe it's a museum. Maybe it's a book. A history. A magazine. A movie theater. A TV show. A portrait of a town at a moment in time filtered through one person in the 2020s -- which a hundred years from now will be a long time ago -- when some sort of Covid virus ravaged the country, and the country fought about masks and vaccines, while people died alone on machines that did their breathing for them.
Maybe it's a time machine. It's deep in the past, where a giant flood washes it all away. It's even further back, where a girl slides down a rope out a window to dance with the young brother of Napoleon Bonaparte.
It's in the middle. Prosperity. War. Depression. Fires. Floods. War. But, of course, the middle keeps moving.
It's in the present, too, and the future. It keeps going. And it's gonna keep changing and evolving, like Sykesville has for over 200 years.
It used to be Sykesville Online. Now it's Sykesville Stories. For the moment.
Which isn't to say we'll limit ourselves to Sykesville, or that all the stories will be stories in the traditional sense. They might be videos, or podcasts, or presentations. They might be Morse code, or strands of DNA. They might be surface shots of mars, strings of pictures, live interviews, or indecipherable squiggles.
They might even be a picture of an unknown girl with two cats and a rainbow.
We won't accept direct comments on the stories. It's necessary to monitor comments, which is a pain, and there's this idea, among the gurus of the art of self-promotion, that you should answer all the comments and use them to help build relationships and readership and influence and your brand.
But you know, that gets pretty phony. You end up worrying too much about getting comments and likes and such.
And branding is for cattle. And rather cruel.