Saturday, February 04, 2006

Point Taken

A warning that if one doesn't stuff it she'll be devoured may put some into silence out of fear of being the next pooh mustache victim, but it pisses me off. Don't fucking bully me.

If someone had the intent to truly hurt and devastate me, it could be done pretty easily. There's ample material on this blog and other places. I am under no illusion that I have any control to change that. Writing comments here and on other blogs and editing publications opens myself up to these kinds of things.

Being called out for having an Internet addiction does not hurt or devastate me -- but it's valid and true. I got up at 6:30 a.m. to feed Gideon and even though I only had a couple hours of sleep, here I am, blogging. And what's worse is I'm addressing something that at this point isn't particularly productive and I'm coming close to falling into the situation I've accused others of doing. Yes, I should be editing another fake anthology nobody wants to buy or doing 100 other things. This is seems like a good place to stop -- and blog about something else.

But not right now.

Good morning. I'm going back to bed.

14 Comments:

At 7:20 AM, Blogger didi said...

Reb -- I think all I can do at this moment is stand right by you and admit that I am an internet addict as well.

Hi my name is Didi Menendez. I am an internet addict. I have been addicted to the internet since 1998. I decided that if I was going to be addicted to the internet, I might as well do something creative about it and so I did.

And here I am now. Admitting that I am an internet addict and I will stand by you and the two of us can face the world together.

Anyone else out there want to come out of the closet?

Didi Menendez

 
At 9:14 AM, Blogger Lo said...

Hi Reb, Hi DiDi,

My name is Lo. I, too, am an internet addict. There were days, at the peak of my addiction, that my poor neglected teenagers had to make their own dinner and/or wash their own socks due to my inability to tear myself away from the twin lures of monitor and keyboard. Once or twice, I even called off work just so I could stay home and surf the net.
In fact, my addiction can still be so powerful at times that when I am having a face-to-face conversation with someone, I will utter the letters "L-O-L" instead of laughing.
In order to come completely clean, I will even admit that when people ask my boyfriend where we met and he responds "I downloaded her" I do not hit him upside the head and immediately deny it. Boys will be boys and most men love to make up little stories to entertain their friends, anyhow. Besides, this one is true.

There, I've said it. I feel so much better now.
Maybe I'll even call a friend and go out to breakfast instead of devouring a bagel while reading more blogs.

Maybe not.

(All kidding aside, Reb, don't let anyone get you down. You can be a good mother, a good wife, a good poet and a good editor and STILL spend time wherever you want...doing whatever you want. It's called "multi-tasking" and most mothers do it better than even God intended.)

 
At 9:19 AM, Blogger J.B. Rowell said...

Keep your enemies (or foes) closer Reb - right?

I am an Internet addict too - better than TV, ice cream, drugs . . .

 
At 10:49 AM, Blogger Behrle, Prince of Trolls said...

Well, I don't appreciate being part of somebody else's bullshit fantasies--I have no interest in editing an anthology, I don't give a flying fuck what you think about my editorial eye and I wouldn't Eat Your Ass if it was covered in bacon. Call it bullying, why should I take *your* random bullshit out of nowhere? If you got a problem with what I'm up to, too bad. You're just another blip on my statecounter, mom.

xxxjimmy

 
At 11:36 AM, Blogger Erin said...

Hey, maybe we should start an Internet Addict Web Forum or something, so we can all come on line and get together to try to kick our habit? OMG! Then we could write poetry about our addiction and make an ANTHOLOGY!

Yup, I'm a total addict, have been since '97. It hasn't really gotten me very far, but then, addictions aren't notoriously helpful things are they?

One thing I have learned is that internet bullies are the saddest of all internet types, and tend to "rise up" from places as lame as, oh I don't know, Yahoo fight rooms or something. So don't be too affected by the bullying or criticism, just, you know, consider the source ;)

(We aren't REALLY going to try to kick the addiction are we? I mean, seriously, we aren't, right?)

 
At 12:08 PM, Blogger didi said...

I am not kicking my addiction.

Unless they come up with something better.

I am staying put here in this box unless I learn how to publish with moon dust and inherit like a billion dollars and move to like my private island somewhere off the coast of Fiji or something like that would have to happen.

d.

 
At 12:59 PM, Blogger David said...

Raises hand. Here I am. Look at me. No, not over there, over here. Yep - see me? I'm an addict.

I'd say more, but it's been over 5 minutes since I last checked my stat counter.

 
At 1:31 AM, Blogger shann said...

I have been an internet addict since the early 90's when all I had was Compuserve and the writing forum amd it cost a fortune to log on except in the middle of the night.

I nursed my daughter while on the computer- she's almost 18.

I'm with you Reb- I've been in the Melic Review Anthology, The Alsop Review Anthology, The Wicked Alice First Annual Anthology, and those are just the online ones that made hardcopy- I fucking love anthologies-

 
At 12:06 PM, Blogger Erin said...

I am staying put here in this box unless I learn how to publish with moon dust and inherit like a billion dollars and move to like my private island somewhere off the coast of Fiji or something like that would have to happen.


And then... after all that happened, you'd be online before the first high tide. . .
I know that because I've had the same fantasy. You know, the one about wearing a $10,000 bikini on your own private island where people fan you with big palm frond thingies - sand between your toes, waves lapping at your ankles - while you make online poetry submissions from your wirelessly connected laptop. . .

Yeah, THAT's the life!

 
At 2:40 PM, Blogger Lorna Dee Cervantes said...

Hey, Reb,

Let it be known that you have heady homegirls in high places who, if they harm so much as a metaphor in that home-schooled head of yours -- much less truly hurt and devastate you, will personally send their fleshy little googles back up the shoot so hard they will pop out their eyeballs.

So, there.

(Gee, that was fun to say!)

Reb: Great poets make great editors. Poetry On!

p.s. Research, Reb, research! It's all research.

 
At 3:52 PM, Blogger AnnMarie Eldon said...

Hello. My name is AnnMarie and I'm an Internet Addict. This is my first time at IAA. I feel comfortable enough with all this wonderful support to admit that Internet Addiction has led me into other areas of addiction. Blogging Addiction. Poetry Board Addiction. Google Addiction. I am getting a little high talking about it all. I also admit to having just gone broadband from dial-up. So I think I am becoming an Audio Addict too. If anyone knows of any specific group for RSS Addiction would they let me know. Thank you for reading me.

 
At 3:08 PM, Blogger Rae Pater said...

okay, I admit, I am an internet addict too.
I work, I study, and I hang out online.
Sometimes when I have to go out to the mall or grocery shopping I find myself blinking at the 'real' world. It's taken on a surreal hue of late ...
I try to cut back, but still I can't stop myself checking my email when I get up to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night.
Is there any hope for me?

 
At 4:12 PM, Blogger Michelle e o said...

I've gotta work through this whole addiction to oil before I can even face the thought. I'm just not ready to come out.

 
At 8:07 AM, Blogger Pris said...

Add me to the group. I confess. I'm addicted. When the hurricanes knocked out power down here I came in and stroked my computer with longing. Sigh.... And Rae, when I get up before dawn to go to the bathroom, I check my email, too. You're not alone! I love the internet!

I hope there's no 12 step program for withdrawal.

 

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