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No greater hive of scum and villainy...
Mar. 3rd, 2012 11:42 amNo, I'm not talking about a rundown bar in Mos Eisley where Han Solo shot first, I'm talking about the internet.
Since I have your geek attention, I hope you'll continue along to the end.
Anyway, the internet is a huge time sink. Don't believe me. Ohohoho. Ye of little faith. Allow me to show you: Zooborns. So, when you're done squeeing about the adorable baby animals of all kinds (and seriously, watch the stick insect hatch. It's all sorts of grossly fascinating.) come back here. No, go ahead, I'll wait.
...
*hums Jeopardy music*
Back? Okay, good. See, the internet is a huge time sink and a horrible distraction to just about everyone who uses it. I know, I know. If I had self-control, then I'd get far more things done. Really?
Baby Sloth in a onesie
... *paints nails*
Back again? See? Distracting isn't it? However, unplugging also isn't an answer in my case. Why? Well, because my children's teachers all know to contact me by email, if they need me fast. Why? Because I'm more likely to answer email than the phone. (That's a personal quirk: I hate the phone. Hate it.)
Also distracting? Housework, children... a furry overlord who needs all my attention - and my lap - right now and why aren't I either feeding, loving or catering to him right now? Perhaps all three! Yes, he will be satisfied with all three.
Mostly, though, the internet is my big distraction. This is why I don't get a lot of writing done. No, really, I blame the internet and all its entertainment.
However, there are a few things that are nice. Being able to Google how to write a query letter or looking up Preditors and Editors or any number of a hundred thousand other things that a writer needs is very time saving and more than a little anxiety easing.
Anyway, sometimes I feel like I need that Wookie companion to give me a good shove in the right direction. But Greedo still didn't shoot first, I don't care how many times Lucas edits the film. Han Solo was a jerk - a redeemable jerk but still a jerk - who shot to save his own skin. It's part of what made his coming back at the end such a big deal.
So. There.
Since I have your geek attention, I hope you'll continue along to the end.
Anyway, the internet is a huge time sink. Don't believe me. Ohohoho. Ye of little faith. Allow me to show you: Zooborns. So, when you're done squeeing about the adorable baby animals of all kinds (and seriously, watch the stick insect hatch. It's all sorts of grossly fascinating.) come back here. No, go ahead, I'll wait.
...
*hums Jeopardy music*
Back? Okay, good. See, the internet is a huge time sink and a horrible distraction to just about everyone who uses it. I know, I know. If I had self-control, then I'd get far more things done. Really?
Baby Sloth in a onesie
... *paints nails*
Back again? See? Distracting isn't it? However, unplugging also isn't an answer in my case. Why? Well, because my children's teachers all know to contact me by email, if they need me fast. Why? Because I'm more likely to answer email than the phone. (That's a personal quirk: I hate the phone. Hate it.)
Also distracting? Housework, children... a furry overlord who needs all my attention - and my lap - right now and why aren't I either feeding, loving or catering to him right now? Perhaps all three! Yes, he will be satisfied with all three.
Mostly, though, the internet is my big distraction. This is why I don't get a lot of writing done. No, really, I blame the internet and all its entertainment.
However, there are a few things that are nice. Being able to Google how to write a query letter or looking up Preditors and Editors or any number of a hundred thousand other things that a writer needs is very time saving and more than a little anxiety easing.
Anyway, sometimes I feel like I need that Wookie companion to give me a good shove in the right direction. But Greedo still didn't shoot first, I don't care how many times Lucas edits the film. Han Solo was a jerk - a redeemable jerk but still a jerk - who shot to save his own skin. It's part of what made his coming back at the end such a big deal.
So. There.
