For whatever reason, my ears have been treated to “A Thousand Miles” practically a thousand times this past week. And I do mean treated: It’s a pop masterpiece. Everybody loves that song.
Everybody, that is, but its singer, Vanessa Carlton. She hated that song. Or claimed to, for many years. It hung over her life, defined her. She once said it was like being a professional writer who was only remembered for a stupid English paper they wrote back in high school.
Well, I, allegedly a “professional” “writer” (in scare quotes because: please), can relate. A story I wrote eons and eons ago, in the Before Times of 2018, “Going Dumb: My Year With a Flip Phone,” is my “A Thousand Miles.”
I flatter myself, no doubt. Nobody is singing my lyrics at karaoke bars. But still. Of all the words I’ve put to page in the intervening years—some, ahem, more misunderstood than others—these are still people’s favorite. Case in point: Earlier this week, Lauren Goode and Michael Calore, who host WIRED’s Uncanny Valley podcast, and who both absolutely should have known better, insisted I come on the show to talk about … that goddamned piece!
I joke, I joke. I love Lauren and Mike, and we had a ball. (Even if the producers apparently cut my very best [read: snottiest] moments.) I might tire of having to have conversations, again and again, about how to “unplug,” “log off,” “disconnect,” whatever, but the fact is, that piece changed my life. It totally reoriented my relationship to phones, and to technology in general, and even, probably, to existence. What I mean to say is: It’s possible, people. It’s not even that hard. We choose what to be defined by, not anybody else. Eventually, Vanessa Carlton learned to love, or at least appreciate, her famous song. And then she moved on.