Once upon a time I wrote long and rambling journal entries long hand in spiral notebooks. I filled one after another with my thoughts, my dreams, my memories and my desires. Eventually I bought a typewriter and wrote with that, not quite so much as when I wrote long hand, but many thousands of words and I wrote many pages each day. Then one day I got a computer, because with a computer I could easily edit my writing and supposedly write more readable prose. This was true for a time. But the computer eventually came to be connected to the internet, and on the internet began to appear distractions of all sorts. First among the distractions was something called "Newsgroups" where I could have conversations with strangers about various subjects. Along with conversations were newsgroups where people posted pictures and I spent way too much time downloading thousands of sci-fi and fantasy paintings that I still have on my compu...