I wonder if I’ll ever just write a post and forget about it. Will I ever stop looking at the numbers? Will my heart stop skipping beats whenever the comment tag flashes? This blogging thing had infiltrated my brain wirelessly, silently, invisibly. Deadly. I spend more time writing my blog and watching my stats than I do writing my wip. Bad.
And don’t mention the reader aspect. I love to read other writers’ blogs! I have books, real books, which are gathering dust on my nightstand, but the fascinating work of on-line writers is too compelling. So I thought… What if I stopped for a week? What if I tore myself away from the internet? Would I wither away and die? Would I collapse? Would I fall into a crevasse? I can’t imagine the unthinkable. How would I navigate the new world of writing?
I took the test and I’m 74% addicted. It’s time to take action! So I tell myself to get faster at writing. Multitask. For today, my laptop is open for me to work on my wip and my desktop is open to my stat page. I’m going to chart my progress.
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Don’t read this. It’s too scary. Addiction or Conviction?