Dear The Internet, Welcome To Dumpsville

Population: You.

Yes, The Internet, I’m breaking up with you. Or, at least, trying to stop spending so much time with you. Amanda Palmer wrote a really great blog a few months back (which I can’t find at the moment) about the relationship between boredom and creativity. When I was a kid, I used to potter about in my room and make stupid coded languages and write stories about talking cats. Admittedly not the work of a child prodigy, but still, it was something.

Now, when I’m bored, I just faff about on you, The Internet. And not even here on this blog, where I’d at least be writing. I diddle around Twitter and Facebook and read assorted blogs. I’ve pottered about with short stories and ideas for non-fiction books. I’ve half-started new fitness regimes and lost whole weekends to my Twitter feed. Tonight, I got home, baked some banana bread, made a stir-fry, watched some British comedy, read about some British history and did some ironing. Sure, a dull, domestic night, but I feel I actually did something worthwhile.

So, for at least the rest of this month, I’m going to be avoiding Twitter and Facebook. (I’m sure I’ll have to check into Facebook from time to time, because who emails these days?)

Hopefully I’ll get something useful done, even if it’s just learning a few extra Danish verbs.

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