Writemex

Fear and loathing and a good bit of love in my writing life.

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Location: New Mexico, United States

I've been a writer since the age of three, beginning with the oral tradition of storytelling. My first audient was my younger brother. He was reluctant. I remember lying on him in the back of the family Buick, on a trip from Iowa to Texas in 1949, to insure his full attention to my tale.

Wednesday, July 11, 2007

Internet and Writing, Caregiving, Sanity

It’s a strange new world today, that of webs and nets that are not only invisible to the naked eye, but that are morphing and being manipulated continuously by people most of us would never have had any contact with a decade or so ago. Like all the significant developments of man, there is the positive and the negative side to the new cyber world we live in.

The Internet is accessible to all economic and education levels. It only takes a half a dollar in many underdeveloped countries for a person to walk into a cyber café and sign on to the internet for a half an hour. This ability changes the perspective, the awareness, the goals, the possibilities and the self-esteem of a whole generation world-wide. It makes the world a smaller place, our differences, values, morals more obvious, but as we are exposed to them less scary, more manageable.

For the writer, the Internet has opened possibility of making a lonely job less so. Whole communities of like minded people develop with our technology and meeting your writing group doesn't neccesarily mean you go down to the coffee shop anymore. Though I still prefer it.

My last two and half years have had an odd shape of solitude, yet of feeling I was never alone. I was the primary caregiver for my mother, who passed away several weeks ago, (thus the long absence from blogging). I spent most of the time alone in the house with her. A good deal of that time, she was not present. So though I was alone, I wasn't. I guess the Internet saved my sanity. It gave me a connection to the world. Let me feel as though I was still fully present in my own work, yet it also gave me opportunity for escape. I learned a lot. Alot about the way the Internet functions, the vast variety of uses, the scary lack of control and how you can fool yourself into thinking you are accomplishing something...when maybe you aren't.

I know first hand the Internet is not always used for what we Westerners consider the common good. In fact there is a large faction of very clever users around the world, perhaps more motivated in third world countries, whose goals are to damage in some way users in developed countries. I try to remember the positive aspects and possibilities of this new world, when I am inundated with ever evolving and more clever scam emails and with spammers who find new ways around filters and new ways to waste my time.

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Wednesday, February 07, 2007

Babel

A couple of weeks ago, I thought I'd publish a list of my favorite writing prompts in this blog. Out of curiousity, I Googled "writing prompts" and almost 3 million references popped up. When I see numbers like that connected to a relatively obscure subject I wonder, are we global humans so busy generating sources of information that there is no one and no time left for consumption of that info? Are there more generators than consumers of information? If we are all talking who is listening? Is the internet the modern day Tower of Babel?

That brings me to the question, certainly not a new one in the short history of the world wide web, is quality of info and research drowning in a sea of cyber trash? Is fact becoming so obscure as to be next to impossible to glean from the muck? Throughout history educators and researchers have provided human kind with the information that has moved civilization forward. True, many were influenced by the agenda of governments and religion. Even so they provided a source that could fairly easily be checked out. Today the average guy or gal is exposed to information at the touch of the button. We can in our delight with the instant response forget to consider, as my mother loved to say, "the source," and accept on our computer screen information that does not reflect quality of research or reliability of source.

We are already living in a world where the line between fact and fiction, entertainment and news, advertising and product capability is blurred. I find the possibility that we are all talking and no one is listening, all writing and no one editing, a frightening prospect.
Copyright © 2007 by Martie LaCasse

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