Finding accessing the internet through the library very limiting, and ultimately frustrating, both for posting my writing and art, and especially for the close reading I like to give posts, and the comments I often leave after a day of carrying words with me, I finally got on the phone and called around about internet options. The house in which I am living doesn't have internet or cable. I use a cell phone. And I need to keep my costs way down. So installing a land line was out. It turns out that the cable provider for this area, Rogers, has an "ultra lite" internet service, which they claim is 5 times faster than dial-up, for $20./month, flat rate, no installation fee, no modem rental fee. It took the guy an hour and a half to install it here. And I am ecstatically on-line again. In the intimacy of my living space. Accessing you all in the library was strange, not just because of the time limit, but because reading in a public space over a public computer lacked the intimacy that I have come to enjoy about the way we receive each other's writing on our screens at home. Where it feels like we are talking directly to each other, whispering our thoughts, reflections, expressing our lives...
Sheath of feeling. Words groping to touch air.
Thursday, October 20, 2005
On-line again, at last...
Finding accessing the internet through the library very limiting, and ultimately frustrating, both for posting my writing and art, and especially for the close reading I like to give posts, and the comments I often leave after a day of carrying words with me, I finally got on the phone and called around about internet options. The house in which I am living doesn't have internet or cable. I use a cell phone. And I need to keep my costs way down. So installing a land line was out. It turns out that the cable provider for this area, Rogers, has an "ultra lite" internet service, which they claim is 5 times faster than dial-up, for $20./month, flat rate, no installation fee, no modem rental fee. It took the guy an hour and a half to install it here. And I am ecstatically on-line again. In the intimacy of my living space. Accessing you all in the library was strange, not just because of the time limit, but because reading in a public space over a public computer lacked the intimacy that I have come to enjoy about the way we receive each other's writing on our screens at home. Where it feels like we are talking directly to each other, whispering our thoughts, reflections, expressing our lives...
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Hi, Brenda! I'm glad things are starting to work out for you. It's great to have you more acive online again.
ReplyDeleteIt's nice to be back, Richard. Being without internet helped me to see that it's not that the technology is addictive, or somehow a way of experiencing life via a screen, or whatever those criticisms are of our on-line hours, so much as I was connected to a living community of individuals that I missed very much. Those people have become part of my daily life, though we only know each other in a limited capacity and will probably never meet. There's a special and precious human connection that the internet can give us, and, oh, it's so good to be back... xo
ReplyDeleteI agree. I think we're participating in a portion of human evolution. New types of relationships are arising spontaneously, and individuals see themselves affecting their cultures. This is just the earliest beginning.
ReplyDeleteI agree. With friends right round the world, the globe is becoming more intimate, smaller...
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