OK, so I admit it ...
I'm having a hard time keeping up with my SAW Project. In coming up with this idea, I really just added another job to my already long list of jobs. Nevertheless, I think it was a good idea and I do intend to keep plugging away at it. So there, people.
(Not that anyone out there ever really reads this. I mean, I hope not. I mean, hey, I'm counting on no one ever reading this. I admit that the digital universe isn't really real to me. At least, it's real incoming, but not outgoing. In other words, it's real in the sense of what I read or see on other people's sites, but I've grown comfortable with the idea of my own anonymity. I rarely get feedback so I've gotten used to the idea that no one is going to read any of this. Bad, I guess, if you want to be a famous writer. Good, if you're like most writers, who are fairly content being busy with their own thoughts. What really killed the sense of the digital world being real as far as anyone being aware of my existence was my enormously unsuccessful job search. Just like a number of my friends who were job-hunting at the same time, I rarely got a reaction when I sent in an application by email. I'd hit the enter button or click the send key and there the application went, a condensed version of my professional life story dematerializing ... to materialize where? I once applied for a job with Disney. I got an acknowledgement email a year later. Come to think of it, however, that application went by fax. So no, I have doubts about my digital impact.
That being said, I'm putting an inordinate amount of faith in my website to produce sales of my book. Crazy huh?
Anyway, I gotta go now, back to working on my SAW.
Love, ya!
(Not that anyone out there ever really reads this. I mean, I hope not. I mean, hey, I'm counting on no one ever reading this. I admit that the digital universe isn't really real to me. At least, it's real incoming, but not outgoing. In other words, it's real in the sense of what I read or see on other people's sites, but I've grown comfortable with the idea of my own anonymity. I rarely get feedback so I've gotten used to the idea that no one is going to read any of this. Bad, I guess, if you want to be a famous writer. Good, if you're like most writers, who are fairly content being busy with their own thoughts. What really killed the sense of the digital world being real as far as anyone being aware of my existence was my enormously unsuccessful job search. Just like a number of my friends who were job-hunting at the same time, I rarely got a reaction when I sent in an application by email. I'd hit the enter button or click the send key and there the application went, a condensed version of my professional life story dematerializing ... to materialize where? I once applied for a job with Disney. I got an acknowledgement email a year later. Come to think of it, however, that application went by fax. So no, I have doubts about my digital impact.
That being said, I'm putting an inordinate amount of faith in my website to produce sales of my book. Crazy huh?
Anyway, I gotta go now, back to working on my SAW.
Love, ya!
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