The fact that to be a writer, one of the key things in this day and age is to have an internet presence particularly frustrates me. 100 years ago, every one of these blog posts would have been journal entries that maybe would have been published after my death so those who actually cared could find out more about my own internal processes. But now writers are expected to have a presence. They are expected to be a part of the world. If you are not a part of the world, then why should the world pay any attention to you when there are so many people gasping and begging for attention. It should not be a one or the other situation. It’s difficulty for a writer just to write in obscurity and then attempt to get published and be a part of the world. I’m not saying that participation of the world is not important, but participation should not be the end all be all of the world. The world is created by stepping back and framing. Without the illusion of stepping back how can you know what is real?