Two great links, both related to my most recent post:
“18 Things Everyone Should Start Making Time For Again” by Brianna Wiest
2. Savoring time to do nothing.
6. Books.
8. Disconnecting from technology frequently enough that we won’t be anxious and feeling like we’re missing something when we try to do so for an extended period of time.
“Thoughts on Introversion and the Internet” by Kerri (aka Your Wishcake)
For an introvert, socializing can be draining. When it comes down to it, the internet is all about socialization these days, no matter how you look at it. I absolutely love the internet, but I’m tired of always feeling like I’m at the end of my rope because of all the noise I’m adding to my day. There are sometimes a hundred tiny interactions I have with people throughout the day, and even when they’re good things, happy conversations, encouraging words, beautiful photos, inspiring posts…it still drains me.
I need to be able to disappear from a social network without having to worry about what it will do to my stats or online presence.
I struggle a lot when I know I’m capable of doing something great, but doing it wouldn’t be great for me.
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Thank you for posting these. As it turn out, I may be a non-shy introvert as well. Perhaps that’s just the nature of people who like to write.
Yeah, I wouldn’t be surprised if a majority of us fit that bill. ;)
Excellent choices, Kristan! Thanks for sharing these links.
I’m always ambivalent about the “disconnecting” thing, since obviously I really enjoy online interactions (hey, here I am), but I always write about a world where the only real option is face-to-face (or writing letters). Even the thought of writing about characters texting or emailing or online chatting makes me cringe.
Anthony-
Working in technology in a believable way without derailing the story is definitely a challenge faced by most writers today. Many novelists and screenwriters talk about it as an issue.
This is why I never finished The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo. There I was, 100+ pages from the end of the book, all the mysteries were solved, and a peek ahead revealed that the last 100+ pages were mostly emails the characters sent to each other. I bailed. The book was flawed enough as it was, and a book would have to be Pynchon-good to get me to read 100+ pages of emails.
Funny, I don’t remember the emails. I was probably too busy drowning in the gratuitous sexual torture. :(