< Life seems to like only big twists
Another thing beyond the menace of having to live up to a persistent body of work comes to mind: the hyper-self-righteous-judgmental-ism of the times. That puts a real crimp on "freedom of write". I'm tired of not being able to so much as joke about not being able to joke about something without risking the sky falling, so to speak. I suspect that's driving more of the smallness of "smol" than any "smol" philosophy.