I actually LIKE technology. Word processing was worth worshiping, except the ghosts in the computer kept disappearing my pages.
I used to have a person who clipped magazine and newspaper articles for me so I'd have reviews for publicity purposes. Now they all come direct to my mailbox via email for nothing with no effort. Love that.
The downside of all that lovely accessibility is that I actually have to sit down and talk to people via internet all day, every day. And the more I talk, the more I have to respond, and the more time I spend communicating with the outside world instead of my Muse. I would happily talk to readers all day long. Unfortunately, I'll have nothing to talk to them about if I don't write the danged book. Which I haven't done all day.
Instead, I've wasted time weeping over my lost Facebook, trying to fix it up with the blog and Twitter so I could limit how much time I'm spending on here. Didn't happen. Still can't connect anything to anything. Then I spent a few more hours writing blogs for my blog tour next month. Yeah, I know I have time, but two weeks of that time is blocked out for family. Maybe I should have dogs instead. And then I did my daily tour of email, Facebook, Twitter, wenches, and ta-da, here! Because I got tired of looking at that old blog staring back at me, accusingly. Oh, and I finished up the newsletter.
Ask me if I wrote any pages today. I dare ya!
