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2001: No Business Like It
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2008: The Problem with Internet
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CREATIVE WRITING - PART 3
3 November 2012
This is as far as I've gotten. I have a choice of a couple
directions in which to take this and I'm not sure I'm going to work on it, but thank you
all for your responses, whether as e-mail or as comments in the guest book. It was fun to
revisit this, five years later!
In the morning Laura got up and went out to the kitchen to make
coffee. Out of the corner of her eye she could see the computer, sitting there in the
corner on a table near the desk where she sat to write the checks each month to pay her
bills. Tim thought that would be a good place for it, so she could just turn around in her
chair and use the computer when she finished with the rest of the work at her desk.
She moved a couple of plants around to try to soften the look. Laura had a green thumb and
her house was filled with plants. She could make African violets explode with color. Her
ferns were lush and full. She had a couple of ficus trees, which they said were difficult
to grow, but they positively thrived under her watchful eye. She couldnt actually
put a plant on the computer, of course, but she found that by rearranging a few pots she
could distract the eye from the monstrosity.
Harumph, she said, as she walked back into the kitchen. The air was filled
with the aroma of French Roast coffee that she had specially ground for her at the local
coffee shop. She added a bit of real cream to her cup it was her one extravagance
and she settled down to read the newspaper. She would read the paper from front to
back, including the comics and then she would work the crossword puzzle, in ink, before
she would start her day.
As she immersed herself in the days news, she could almost forget that...thing
sitting in the other room surrounded by plants.
The days passed and she continued to try to ignore the computer. Oh she dusted it. She
dusted everything every other day and though she had no plans to actually use it, she
would, of course, keep it clean. Nobody was going to come in and give her house the white
glove test and find a speck of dust on the computer.
By now she had forgotten everything that Tim had told her about working the computer, and
she was even more afraid of using the...thing...than she had been before. Besides, there
was a Monk marathon on this week. The eccentric detective was one of her
favorites and at the end of the day, she would rather sit down and laugh at the antics of
Mr. Monk than even think about the computer.
At the end of the week, her best friend Sarah stopped by for coffee.
Oh! You have a computer, Sarah squealed.
The kids gave it to me, Laura said, trying to keep her friend from hearing the
truth of how she felt about the computer in her voice.
Dont you just love it? Sarah asked. Ive only had mine for a
couple of months, but Ive just had the best time. Ive made so many friends and
Im learning about all sorts of things. Do you know you can make a telephone call and
have your voice come out of the computer? And you can talk to people all over the world
Sarah went on and on and on about how much fun she was having while Laura made a pot of
coffee and set out a plate of cookies, oatmeal with frosting on them. Mothers
Cookies. She had been buying them since Tim and Jenna were babies. They still liked coming
home and finding the cookie jar filled with Mothers Oatmeal Cookies. Jenna still
liked dunking her cookie in milk and sucking it as it got soft, just like she did when she
was five years old.
....and if you give me your e-mail address, I can send you jokes and funny
pictures, Sarah ended her monologue. Laura realized, with embarrassment that she
hadnt heard a word her friend said, and wouldnt have understood it if she did.
Laura mumbled something about having forgotten her e-mail address and said she would let
her know later what it was. She didnt even know what an e-mail address was or if she
had one or how to get one if she didnt have one.
Maybe it was going to be more difficult than she thought to ignore that...thing.
Jenna called the next week.
Mom! she exclaimed. Are you going to come or not? I sent you the
invitation over a week ago?
What invitation? her mother asked.
The one I sent to your e-mail address, her daughter said, impatiently. You
have been reading your e-mail, havent you?
Laura admitted that she had forgotten about e-mail and apologized for not having seen the
I think its time for a refresher course, Jenna laughed. I know Tim
can be pretty intimidating. He gets so excited about all the new technology. What you need
is to have me sit down with you and go through things very slowly so you can
Laura tried to explain that she was very busy right now and really didnt have time
to sit down at the computer, but Jenna wasnt listening. Ill be by
tomorrow, Mom, she said. Youll see-youre gonna love
Sure I am, Laura muttered to herself as she hung up the phone. .....