Data overload

Anyone who regularly reads blogs, much less posts their own; who belongs to any more than 1 writer's forum (or message board or forum of any kind) eventually goes through what I am going through now: Overload.

It's too much to not only read all these sources, but to maintain contact too, which then of course makes your connections wonder if you died. And blogging, well, that's fallen off too. Though it is summer, and the energy is different. And I have a writing life. Right now I just can't keep up.

I read only a few blogs--thankfully bloglines tells me when my favorites update. I check in to Zoetrope and Backspace but posting there is exhausting right now. I visit Myspace usually only to deny someone's "friend request." I'm feeling less and less interested in the online world these days.

It's the real world that's calling me. The one with actual bodies and sunshine and gladiolas and fuzzy cats in it. The one with rolling hills and redwoods and swimming pools and outdoors concerts and soft grass in parks and bicycles. You know what I mean? I think you do. What are you even doing reading this (except Patricia, for whom it is not Summer because she's in South America and therefore has an excuse to stay inside).

JPR