Final Essay

Sarah Conte: Video Game Emotions- Video games can make us feel a variety of different things.  They can make us sad or they can make us happy.  I explored if it is possible for people to experience genuine emotions when playing video games.  I included my own experiences and others.  Some games will make people feel more than others, but there are still emotions being shared.  Each game gives its own emotions to the player to further complete the gaming experience.

Final Essay

Final Essay: Interactive Fiction in Schools 

My essay is about how Interactive fiction should be included in school curriculum. It gives examples of many interactive fiction games.

- Athena Velazquez

Final Essay: Violence In Video Games

The focus of my final essay is video games and their violent content.  Video games have become increasingly popular throughout the years.  However, is the violence in video games causing children and teenagers to act violently also? I discuss why many people may believe video games are the cause of aggressive behavior in their children and why they may not.

Taylor Pierce

Ingress - potential to be the greatest game ever?

As I was growing up I was into video games, but as I grew older and had to take on more responsibilities I haven't had much time to sit and play video games. I had to be sure my kids got their homework done, ate dinner, and washed up before bed. My personal time dwindled after having kids. When Ingress was presented to me in Digital Humanities by Dr. Justus at University of Pittsburgh at Johnstown, Pa. I knew this was going to be something I liked. It was played on a portable device so I would not have to be tethered to the console at home. It is a augmented reality game which ties the virtual world into reality and the game player has to maneuver from location to location to capture portals and claim them for their faction. If you haven't heard of this jargon before feel free to click on the link provided to learn more about Ingress.

Michael McConnell

Convergence Culture

Convergence culture is said to be place where new and old media collide to create a new culture.  This was popularized by Henry Jenkins, a Provost’s Professor of Communication, Journalism, and Cinematic Arts at the University of Southern California.  He wrote a book called Convergence Culture: Where Old and New Media Collide.  In the book, he talks about three different concepts that connect to convergence: media convergence, participatory culture, and collective intelligence.  

Media convergence is the combination of new and old media within a single piece of work.  In today’s age, technology is as advanced as ever.  We are all surrounded by so many forms of media convergence.  An example of this could be using a cell phone to listen to music instead of a device specifically made for music.  Participatory culture is a culture in which members believe their contributions matter and feel some degree of connection with one another.  For example, reality tv shows such as American Idol and XFactor use voting systems to encourage audience participation.  Collective intelligence is intelligence that is shared through people collaborating with each other.  An example of this would be a group project used for class or a team creating a video game.  There needs to be sharing of intelligence for these examples to work well.

Jenkins wrote, “Right now, convergence culture is getting defined top-down by decisions being made in corporate boardrooms and bottom-up by decisions made in teenagers’ bedrooms.”  This culture is driven by higher ups wanting to expand to the consumers while the consumers want to have media readily accessible to them.  Media is going to expand across different technology, and technology will be adapted to fit that media expansion.  As technology grows, media will grow proportionally alongside it.  Convergence culture will just keep expanding as our age grows older and the new generation grows into it.

Not my wife, but someone close enough.  “Come in.  The girls are waking up.  Prepare the exam for me while I look for more supplies.”  

He nods and gets to work on setting up the exam.  I feel like that decorations are missing something.  It’s a lot of red.  Hmm….What color are the girls’ eyes?  I walk over to my disemboweled victims and open their eyes.  Some were blue, few were green, many were brown.  I don’t really care.  Color is color, and irises really glow with color.  There is a scalpel in my bag I can use to remove the irises from the rest of the eye.  I start with a pair of dull brown eyes to practice.  The blue and green eyes I want to be perfect.  Brown eyes can be messed up.  They’re the most common.  With steady hands, I trace a light circle around the iris with the tip of the scalpel.  Once the tracing is done, a deeper circle is cut in the eye.  Clear fluid squirts out of the eye and onto my face.  I slowly lick some of the fluid off my face.  Such a unique taste.  Almost tasteless, but with a pinch of salt.  It has the consistency of very loose gelatin.  Getting lost in the taste, I accidentally cut the iris.  Damn it.  I sigh and work on the girl’s next brown eye.  This time I don’t mess up.  The rest of the irises are successfully cut out and taped onto some lights to create color effects.  The room blends with colors of brown, green, and blue.  Not bad.  Very Earthy, but contrasts greatly with the red.

Screams of terror fill my ears as the exam begins.  Pleads reach my ears, but they never process.  Beg all you want.  That only makes this more exciting.  “Don’t make them die too quickly.  Where’s the fun in that?!”  I yell back to my partner while laughing with pure malice.  The screams grow in volume as my statement reaches the girl’s ears.

A rustle is heard from the bathroom.  The liar is awake already?  I thought I made her dose stronger.  Oh well.  It’s not perfect but it’ll do.  I hide opposite of where the door would open so she won’t see me.  She slowly opens the door and jumps at the scream of her sisters.  She shrieks and I take my chance.  Arms twisted around her back, I hold her against my front.  Her screams increase in volume and her body starts to struggle.  I trap her between me and a desk that’s next to my bag.  Reaching down, I pull out some rope to tie her in place.

Helper for the Murderer:

     I was just doing my job. I was just doing as I was told. When I went to knock on the door where Professor X was, I knew what I had to do. He said, “Prepare the exam for me”. So I did as I was told. So I started preparing the exam for the girls. I made the exam similar to the previous exams they took in class, but made it much harder.

    As I finished preparing for the exam, Professor X said that, “For every questions the girls get wrong, something bad will happen to each of them”. I asked, “What is their punishment?” He then replied, “Let’s just say it’s a punishment that is deadly”. As the girls woke up, I gave them the exam. As Professor X said, their punishment is deadly. I made the exam extremely hard because it was time for revenge. It was time to see these girls suffer for their cruel and unnecessary actions against Professor X. I wanted revenge on them so bad that I wanted to kill them instantly. I said to Professor X, “I want them to suffer and die instantly. They deserve to suffer a deadly death”. Then Professor X replied, “Don’t make them die too quickly. Where’s the fun in that?!” Then I said, “You are right Professor. They deserve to suffer the pain of death rather than die instantly. You girls will feel the pain of your actions and will suffer it”.

   I gave the eight girls tied to the chairs the exam. They all at least got 5 wrong answers. The first punishment for all eight of them was to cut one finger off. I could hear the sound of terror in their voices. The second punishment was to cut off a toe from their feet. The third punishment consisted of putting a deep scar into their face. The fourth punishment brought about cutting of one ear. However, nothing compares to the last punishment. The fifth punishment consisted of cutting of pieces of their arms and cutting into their stomach. All suffered the consequences of terror. As they were screaming with terror, the liar of the group who was in the bathroom woke up. Professor X had to hide so she wouldn’t she him. As she jumped out of the bathroom to hear the noises of terror, Professor X held her against her will.

The innocent Cabin...

Police officer:
The weekly ordinance call came in around 9:45 pm, so I was on the night watch duty and decided to go take a look to quiet down the rowdy bunch. I arrived at the location and walked down the dark quiet trail. As I approached the cabin I heard a noise, but not just the norm of loud music and partying going on, it was a noise of terror.

I heard a young teen girl crying out, “sorry i didn’t mean to, it was all supposed to be a joke.” Another voice saying “Well bitch you cost me my marriage and ended my career.” Then a reply, “didn’t think it would have caused you so much pain and heartache but I had to do it so I could be a part of the sorority. I have been an outcast my whole life and this was my one chance to fit in.”

I drew my gun, pulled the door open while shouting, “police put your hands up” and rushed in and my stomach turned. I saw intestines hanging as if they were streamers, a few girls trapped to the walls with knives sticking out of them like they were used as a dart board, human heads were used as centerpieces for an evening meal, and then there was the young girl that was pleading for her life in the middle of the room strapped to the desk. I radio for backup and the coroner. I know that there is no hope for life in this horror i walked in on. I stroll through the cabin and can’t believe how much blood and gore in one place. I round the corner and see a person standing there with a gun to their head and BANG!

Murderer:

I lost everything.  I lost everything in a span of 24 hours.  A span of one day in my entire life.  My entire life crumbled to the ground that I stand on.  It all happened yesterday.

I was grading papers in my office, carefully looking through each response to give an appropriate grade.  Most of the class did well, but there are a constant stream of low grades from a few people.  There were 8 girls that never seemed to improve no matter how many conferences that have.  I can’t wrap my head around why they don’t show improvement.  Should I assign them a tutor?  It’s not my place, but I’m worried about them.  I’ll set up conferences with each of them one more time, and looking into possible tutoring or withdrawal from the course.  The next day, I told the girls that they should attend a conference with me or they will risk failing the entire course.  A few days went by, and I didn’t hear from any of them.  I can’t force them to meet with me, but I feel like they will never bring up their grades unless they receive help.  

The next exam came and went, and as I expected, those girls failed again.  Once again, I attempted to get conferences with them, but they never show up.  A few days after passing out the graded exams, I got called to the principal's office.  He sat me down and said a student reported inappropriate behavior originating from my part.  I asked for the student’s name, but he said it was anonymous.  The school removed me from my position immediately.  They wanted no association with this type of conviction.

I did hear a conversation as I was leaving campus.  It was a sorority initiation, and I tried to pay no mind to it.  My name suddenly comes up, and I hide close enough to listen.  From bits that I could hear, the sorority initiation was to frame me because of how “harshly” I treated some of the girls.  One girl talks about an initiation party at the cabin in the woods near campus tonight.  I feel an evil grin morph onto my face as I come up with the perfect revenge.  An eye for an eye as they say.

When darkness engulfs the campus, I make my move.  I peek inside one of the windows to scope the inside.  The party was already set up, but no one is there yet.  I creep over towards the door to test the lock.  To my surprise, the door was left open.  They probably left not too long ago, and will be returning soon.  I decide to put my first plan into action.  My hand reaches into my pockets, and pulls out fast acting sleeping pills.  I rush inside, and quickly put in a few pills.  Just enough not to kill them.  I need them alive or this planning will go to waste.

Heading back outside, I sit on my perch watching the girls fill the room through one of the open windows.  I watch as the girls each pick up the drink and the Sorority president starts a speech.  I cringe at the squeaky voices that started when the speech ended.  They saluted and took gulps of their drinks.  I smirk as I watch each girl fall into a vulnerable sleep.  The pills weren't supposed to work that quickly, but there was probably alcohol in the punch which would've increased the pills’ effects.

I walk inside, organize and separate the girls for my plans.  Those eight students of mine will not be killed yet.  I keep aside the liar of the group.  She’ll be having the most fun.  I’ll make sure of it.  The rest of the girls got their necks snapped since I can’t say I really hate them.  I can show some mercy.  It won’t hurt.  I tie my eight students to chairs and make sure they are properly restrained.  I got some rags out of my bag to use as makeshift gags.  The liar is put into one of the bathrooms.  A syringe is taken out of my bag and filled with propofol.  I meticulously injected the drugs into her veins to make sure she was out a little longer.  Time is still needed to decorate.

Back out in the main room, I take my hunting knife and disembowel each girl I killed earlier.  I scan over my students to make sure they were still unconscious.  I hang up the intestines around the room like they were streamers.  Blood drips down my face and drenches my hands.  I hum a tune to myself and continue my decorating.  The bodies were then decapitated, and the heads were put on the tables as centerpieces.  A rustle is heard in the direction of my students direction, but I don’t turn to them.  The sound of knocking is created from someone hitting the front door.  I smile to myself, and jog to the door.  Opening it, I see my partner.

Liar

It was initiation night, and man, I was excited.  Growing up with only one brother made me more than ready to gain 20 new sisters.  I never planned on rushing a sorority, but Delta Gamma seemed perfect for me and I have heard nothing but great things about it.  I was more than happy with my decision to join, until last night...when my whole life changed forever.

My new sisters were so nice and welcoming to me...until they mentioned that all the new pledges have to do something risky.  Some girls had to go spray paint the giant rock outside of the student union, while others had to egg the Mountain Cat statue.  My risky job seemed a lot worse, however, because of the possible consequences.  I was told to anonymously write to the President that Professor X had been treating me very harshly and threatened me after I didn’t do very well on his past few exams.  I originally didn’t want to do it and wasn’t going to, but I was told that if I really want to be a part of this sorority, I have to do anything they say.

I got out a piece of paper and a pen and started writing away.  When I was done writing this note, I took it to the principal’s office and slid it under his door.  The next day, I heard rumors that Professor X was suspended from campus until further notice.  I did feel really bad, honestly.  I thought that maybe this anonymous note would get him yelled at by the principal but I never thought that it would go as far as getting him suspended, or maybe even fired in the long run.  Nobody other than my few sorority “sisters” knew that it was me who wrote the note, so I went along with all the rumors when other students were talking about it in class.  I continued to feel bad, but after a few more days I realized that it happened, it’s over, and I should just forget about it because there’s nothing I or anyone else could do about it…...so I thought.

Initiation night for Delta Gamma was tonight!  I couldn’t wait to dress up, head down to the log cabin in the woods, and hang out with my soon to be “sisters.”  The cabin was so cool and the party was a blast so far.  After finding out who our “big’s” were and participating in all of the other cool rituals, the party was almost over so we danced for the remainder of it.

I heard a high pitched scream, followed by an echo of all the girls in the room screaming. Five of my new sisters were passed out on the ground.  They looked as if they had fallen asleep in the middle of the dance floor.  The music was blasting though, so there’s no way they were sleeping, right? Were they dead?  I didn’t even have time to do anything to help my five sisters on the ground because when I turned around I saw a few other sisters of mine hanging limp on the ceiling rafters like rag dolls. What was happening?!  Who was doing this? Was I next?  The rest of my night was a complete blur.

eXistenZ

eXistenZ

eXistenZ is a movie that is set in a future where gaming has advanced to the point where people can be truly detached from reality.  This follows the story of two characters named Allegra Geller and Ted Pikul.  Allegra Geller is one of the most well known game designers in the world, and creates the new game, eXistenZ.  Ted Pikul is a security guard given the task to protect Allegra from the people out to destroy her and her game.  

Technology in this movie has advanced to where game consoles are made of flesh and are called pods.  Even a gun was made of bone and the bullets were teeth.  Many forms of technology in this movie were alive and made out of flesh.  An umbi cord, which looked much like a human umbilical cord, attached the fleshy pod to the player via the spinal column.  The pods were living, breathing creatures that intimately connect to the player.  Each player is given a bioport which is connected to the base of a person’s spinal cord.

After going through the game eXistenZ, it was implied that the characters were still inside the game.  Allegra ends up murdering Ted, which causes a new game to end.  This new reality is called tranCendenZ.  Allegra and Ted were people in the game tranCendenZ, not existing outside of that universe.  Many of the characters found in eXistenZ were really people playing tranCendenZ.  The end of the movie did hint that they never left the game.  There could be multiple realities compounded on top of each other to create this never ending loop.  It makes us question what is real and if we are apart of a different reality that could be a game to another universe.  Is this all just a game?  Or are we in the outermost reality?

Do Video Games Count?

Video games have been gaining mass wide popularity in the past few decades.  Many video games get a bad rep for being destructive to a person’s attitude and personality.  A lot of people think that they are just a violent pastime for kids, however many of them can actually be very educational. It has been added to a lot more recent games the dilemma of morals and making choices that affect the stories.  Video games are coming more in touch with reality than they have before.  Many early video games were based off of fantasy, and while that still is very prominent, many games today run off of reality.  There are some games that are story driven, meaning that the core part of the game is the plot.  Until Dawn is a prime example of this, and contains the atmosphere of a horror movie.  The most action done in this game is walking around and decision making, not much else.  There are multiple endings to this story depending on the choices the player chooses.  The answer to the simple question, “do video games count in the field of digital humanities?” is yes.

One video game we looked at in class this week is Galatea by Emily Short.  This is an entirely text-based interactive game where you, the player, are completely in control of the outcome.  The situation in this game is that you are in a room with a statue that comes to life.  You are to type in commands and each time you do, the story continues.  With seventy known outcomes, you are most likely to reach a different outcome each time Galatea is played.  When playing this game, a person can spend a few hours just trying to get one ending.  There are only certain words that will trigger the story to progress, and it can be a struggle to figure out those words.  This game itself can become frustrating if people can’t figure out what words will make the story progress thus making the game take a very long time.  To make a complete walk through of the game could take a few days to accomplish and a lot of repetition.  

Photo mashup

 Photo mashup from my cabin trip with my girlfriend

Messing With Coding in Pictures

Original Image: Mona Lisa

Original Image: Italian Flag

-Sarah Conte

My Broken Images

Thank You HEEEATH!

Breaking Images

                                                                            Neymar Jr.

             

Dakota

Dakota

Dakota is a piece of electronic literature that was expressed through means of jazz music and words controlled by the music’s flow.  The story is straight and to the point with no time to look deeper into the meaning of each word. You can’t really look for a deeper meaning to the piece because it really doesn’t give you enough time to comprehend each and every word. The music, extremely large text, hard to read fonts, and speed of the text caused this piece to be just flat out difficult to read.  It is a longer piece with a run time of about 15 minutes.  Dakota is not interactive with the reader and there are no rewind, pause, or stop buttons, which can be extremely frustrating.  The text seems longer than it is from the constant, quick word changes and the repetitive music.

The author of Dakota, Young-Hae Chang Heavy Industries, said that this work was based on a previous work called Canto I and Canto II.  Jessica Pressman wrote an article on some of the similarities and made the connection for how Dakota relates to Canto.  Pressman said that Canto and Dakota follow the same storylines, and those come from Pound, who took parts of Homer’s The Odyssey.  Young-Hae Chang Heavy Industries actually mentions Pound at the end of Dakota further bridging the connection between the two.

The story was difficult to follow from the fast transitions that chopped up the phrases.  The most a viewer could’ve got out of it through on turn was details from glaces at the flashing words.  Some words were more emphasized than others due to the larger text, which caught the reader’s attention.  These words are the ones most likely to be remembered by the reader.  It’s a piece that needs to be read a few times to understand fully.

The beginning of the story seemed to take place during a road trip where the main character got drunk, and went on a weird adventure.  The F word came up a couple times and stayed on the page longer than most of the other words, which did catch the reader's attention.  Since the story is based off another, it can be helpful the read the story it was based off of.  It could give the reader a better understanding of what the new story is about.  

Is code language?

Coding

Without code, electronic literature would not be possible.  Language is defined as the method of human communication, either spoken or written, consisting of the use of words in a structured and conventional way, therefore I would definitely consider code a language.  Every type of technology and communication utilizes coding.

Coding is the language of technology with its own use of grammar, syntax, and diction.  It is used in different ways such as video games, script, and operating systems.  Literature has it’s own patterns to make words, and coding uses that same principle.  Patterns are used to create the language of coding.  It’s that same concept only with technology programming involved.  

Coding is usually split up into two components.  These components are syntax, which is form, and semantics, which is meaning.  Like different languages around the world, coding has it own different languages depending on the purpose and who is using it.  Some of these languages are dataflow, compiled, and arrayed.  Dataflow uses the representation on the flow of data to specify the program being used.  An example of a program that uses this is called Reaktor.  Compiled uses compilers instead of interpreters to implement the program.  Actionscript is an example of a program that uses compiled programming.  Array programming generalize operations on scalars to apply transparently to vectors, matrices, and higher-dimensional arrays.  One example of this program is called Octave.

Coding is a language that can be easily learned just like a language.  Khan Academy shows us that coding really can be learned by anybody.  They had Chris from the Miami Heat and Will.i.am from the Black Eyed Peas take an hour to learn and do basic things with coding.  They quickly picked it up and described it as learning another language.  It’s very simple and easy to do, but it just takes some time like learning an actual language.

As technology further progresses it becomes more apart of our everyday lives.  Coding is part of the technology that we use everyday, and we will want to understand what is to make these programs happen.  Coding is simple and enjoyable to the people who use it to make what they envision.  It really is the language of programming.  

Google Map Stories:

Log Cabin quest, Michael McConnell - A nice weekend getaway with my girlfriend last year

Annual Hilton Head Island Vacation: Taylor Pierce - About thirty years ago, my grandparents started a family tradition that is still going on today. This is the story of my family's annual trip to Hilton Head Island, South Carolina.

The Abduction: Athena Velazquez- A fictional story about the abduction of a father. The story is told by the daughter.

What's My End: Sarah Conte- A mystery story with different endings that explore different locations in Pittsburgh.  This is completely fictional with some choice options to get different endings.

Pry

Pry

Pry is an interactive story that focuses on a former soldier heading back into everyday life.  This is an app that is only available through Apple, and tells an infinite story.  There are multiple interactions the reader can make to change what happens in the story, such as expanding or crunching the page.  Expanding the page will open the man’s eyes and you can see what he sees.  Crunching the page will give more in depth looks into the man’s mind.  It depends on the route the person wishes to take.

Pry is about James, who is a demolition expert returning home from the Gulf War.  The reader explores James’ mind and surroundings as his past and present collide.  What is unique about this work of literature is that not everyone will get the same experience.  Each experience is different and the story is infinitely re-readable.  

Pry was published by Tender Claws which is an art collective and studio founded by Danny Cannizzaro and Samantha Gorman.  Cannizzaro and Gorman have collaborated many times with other works of literature and, even, live performances.

Overall this piece of electronic literature is an experience of infinite possibilities.  The story can be told in many different ways and the timing of the reader’s actions affect how the story plays out.  The trailer that was given for this story was a tease to what the person could actually do.  It gives people encouragement to buy the app for the experience of altering their experiences based on their actions.  The environments seem realistic through the eyes of the man while the text reminds me of what goes through the human mind.  Mind’s can be full of jumbled expressions and deep deceitful desires.  It all depends on the reader and what they want to see and hear.  Do they want to see this man’s present or delve into this man’s past?

Women in the Humanities

More diverse groups of people are entering the field of digital humanities and feminism is becoming more and more existent.  Feminism in the digital humanities was our main topic of discussion this week.

“My Body: A Wunderkammer,” a hypertext fiction by Shelley Jackson, does a great job of expressing femininity through a very interesting topic: the human body.  This piece of digital literature begins with a drawing of the female human anatomy.  As you click on the names of each body part, you are taken to a new page with Shelley Jackson’s personal story about that specific body part as she is growing up. Each personal story has hyperlinks that will take you to another new page with another new story about a different body part.  Jackson was very detailed with her writing and did not hold back while talking about these very personal things.

No matter who we are, we are always aware of our physical appearance.  Our bodies go through many changes as we experience puberty and many of us may become self conscious during that awkward time. Since we all go through the awkward stage, I thought this piece was very relatable which made me want to keep reading.

Another piece of digital literature we looked at this week was “Pieces of Herself” by Juliet Davis.  It is a click and drag story that talks about the female embodiment and the interactions with private and public spaces.  It’s about finding yourself and interacting with your surroundings.  When objects are dragged to the body it can “trigger audio files ranging from music to a biblical pronouncement about the "proper" socio-cultural function of women.”  This gave more emphasis to what was happening in the story and created a gray atmosphere.  Each of the environments has a different story to tell and different objects to drag.  Overall this hypertext was a great representation of the female embodiment and her interactions with the world.

Mr. Plimpton's Revenge and Tailspin

Electronic literature is a part of digital humanities containing a combination of interaction and story.  E-lit can also be defined as “a genre of literature encompassing works created exclusively on and for digital devices”.  The first story that was studied this week was “Mr. Plimpton’s Revenge” by Dinty Moore.  This was a story made using Google Maps which was very interesting.  It was about a college student junky journalist that was in charge of chauffeuring his idol, famous writer Mr. George Plimpton, to his desired locations in Pittsburgh.  Later both characters met at various locations throughout the story.  This journey was an interesting one and the title is a little misleading.  There wasn’t really a revenge involved at the end.  The revenge was that Mr. Plimpton forgot who the student was.  He just thought that the student was a junky that went to school.  It was not really a revenge, and for some people it doesn’t count as a revenge.  Overall the plot was simple and very enjoyable.

The next story we read was “Tailspin” by Christine Wilks.  The purpose of this text was to simulate what it would be like to have a disease called tinnitus.  The usage of various images and sounds made the text swirls connect to the overall theme.  It did not matter which order the swirls were viewed in, as the story made sense in either direction, which was neat.  Wilks remembered that her father had tinnitus and that inspired this story.  He refused to get a hearing aid to soften the noise, and kept getting angry at Wilk’s children for being too noisy.  The noises do get annoying after awhile, but that’s all part of the simulation.  Tinnitus is a condition where sounds will be heard without a cause. It’s usually caused by constant exposure to loud noises. The father, being an aircraft fitter during WWII, most likely obtained this condition from being around loud planes so often.  Each layer of this piece gave hints to the father's condition and annoyance towards noise.  The visuals were amazing to look at and brought the essence of the children and sound through various images.  Overall the noises can get annoying after awhile, but the overall story and simulation make the noises fit.

Digital Humanities? HUH?

Digital humanities is a newer topic in the last decade. The term digital can refer to computers, cell phones, game systems, social media. Whereas the term humanities refers to literature, languages, philosophy, musics, and a few other categories. If you want to explore the world of digital humanities go to electronic literature online and check out the array of subjects and literature there is available. When the two terms are put together they do not refer to just a computer doing research for a humanities project. They are used to show how the humanities are created digitally. When the humanities are digitized they become available to many more people. The digital world is now accessible to a very wide range of personnel on many different devices. The newest form of digital humanities is the social media. The Twitter, Facebook, and other social media networks are being used to make people aware of the uprising of digital humanities and how they affect the world around them.

~Mike McConnell