I’ve learned in the past few days that being constantly attached to the laptop (or desktop) and hence the Internet is a tyranny all of its own.
Unlike many, I don’t have a smartphone or an iPad (although I definitely yearn for one of the latter!), but even so I seem to be umbilically attached to one computer or another for most of the day. This, I’ve decided, has to end. For one, when I’m not writing I am on my personal treadmill, which consists of a round of sites, including Amazon in the UK and the US, Goodreads, Facebook and WordPress, all of which I check obsessively for book-related changes (although in the case of Facebook, also stuff other people might have posted, of course!). I also have my gaze dragged constantly to Twitter, where my fellow writers often inform the world that they have written 10,000 words today and cause me to shrivel in shame at my mere 500 (or whatever it might be).
The Internet has become a time-wasting tyrant. It reminds me constantly of all the great writers that are out there and how tough it all is in the world of writing and how we’re all jostling for readers. It informs me coldly that I am losing this battle for readers every time I look at my null stats on the various Amazons, that I don’t have enough reviews or books shelved when I check out Goodreads, that I don’t get any blog views when I check WordPress. Facebook groups inform me of all the marketing tools I should be using that I have already used (or tried to use, at least) to no effect.
So what could I be doing instead of clicking through this soul-destroying treadmill every day? Proper walking, out in the fresh air; cycling, ditto; gardening (spring is almost here!); more reading; taking photos; maybe going to the nearby swimming pool. I’m sure there are lots more. I had a computer-free day yesterday and actually cleaned the car. It’s a start!