I don't have too many distractions from my writing when I'm actually writing. I get distracted while writing emails, and guest blog posts, etc. Yes, I confess, I waste time on the internet.
What can I say? Everyone needs a mental break every now and then.
When I just want to sit and stare at something for a while so I can think, I hop over to the hummingbird nest cam and watch Phoebe for a bit. She just hatched a new baby named Hope, and the other egg is due to hatch any second.
On Twitter, it's the Zooborns that get me. How could I not click over to check out the painfully cute pictures they put up. Be warned, the cuteness is at near lethal levels, at least to your time.
But I've got a new internet time-suck, and it is all Angie's fault.
I'm playing Farmville.
How did I get obsessed with this stinking little game so quickly? I swear these facebook games get you in that primitive part of the brain that doesn't like to wait for anything. I have to click over just to see if anything is ready to be harvested. I anxiously await gifts from "neighbors" (I need cows, chickens, trees, and parts for my nursery BTW).
It's horrible. It's like those old science fiction stories where you look at the screen and it sucks you in until you are helpless against its power. I must plow. I need to check my chicken coop for mystery eggs. It's a compulsion.
What do you do to keep your internet time-wasters in check?