Transmission from the Glitchstream – File 002: Confessions of a Scanner Witch
Let’s get one thing out of the way up front: I don’t have a niche. I have an ecosystem . A rotating constellation of obsessions that orbit me like cursed planets with glitter trails and abandonment issues. I used to think this was a problem. Still do, on my worst days. The world is wired for people who pick a lane, stay in it, and monetize it by Q2. But me? I want to write. Then I want to design a tarot deck. Then I want to research medieval poisons. Then I want to open a craft shop. Then I want to go feral in the woods with a crochet hook and a bone crown. And maybe later, I want to do none of those things. Or all of them again in a different order. There’s a word for people like us— scanners . Barbara Sher coined it. It’s not a diagnosis. It’s a description. Scanners are the multi-passionate, the endlessly curious, the chronically pivoting creative goblins who don’t just think outside the box—we forget the box exists halfway through building a shrin...