It’s interesting to live in a world without the internet. I didn’t realize how dependent I had become on the ability to go online and research a topic, or chat with friends, or email someone. At this point, I’d be happy to check my work email.
The cable company assures me that typical outages are resolved in just eight hours, despite the fact that my service has been out consistently since Thursday. One of these days, I might be able to have telephone and internet again.
But I have learned one thing: it’s a little easier to write without the possibility of being distracted by something online. Even when I want to look up a photograph or details about a setting I’m describing, or when I want to double-check some bit of science (or psuedo-science) that I’m writing about — it’s easier to write without the internet, and I’m not the “write now, fill in the blanks now” kind of writer: I want all of the blanks filled in as I go. (I know, I know…the blanks will change when I revise, but I hate to leave anything for later…it’s hard for me to move to Chapter 33 if there’s a big hole in Chapter 32.
I have a few more pages to write before I can call it a night. Maybe by Monday I’ll have my telephone back.