I have become a slave to my computer

It is Monday morning, and I am bleary-eyed & not too awake. I didn't get much sleep this weekend. I have become a slave to my computer. The siren call floated about the whole apartment and even out onto the street. I could not escape. Then again, I didn't want to.

It started innocently, on Friday. I decided to test the waters and submit a poem I had written in the late 80's for review. Check out my Saturday post for ramblings on that. By Sunday, I had over 25 reviews. Most constructive, some not useful.

Saturday was spent reading pieces, to gain credits so I could open the reviews. And the cost was minimal, usually 20 - 40 credits. At the same time, I was putting the finishing edits on one of the top 5 short stories I have ever written: The Sacrifice.

Sunday morning was the big moment. My palms were a little sweaty and my heart was pounding. I like my poem, but it is different for The Sacrifice. This is one of my best stories and I was about to give to the faceless masses, the "wolves".

It took some time for the first review to come in. And to see it, it would cost me over 600 credits. Ouch! I had over 1000 but a bit pricey. And the first review was extremely lukewarm. As of now, I got 4 more reviews. And much more positive. One had my ego inflated for over ten minutes:

Absolutly a great story! I am an avid fantasy Fiction reader (lord of the rings, Prince of Nothing series, and Robert Jordan), and I would say you are deffinatley on par with most of the above authors.

Then the reviewer dove into some of the problems they had, all legitimate. But as the reviews came in, I needed to earn credits. I have became a credit whore. I have become a review maniac. I am a slave to my computer. My once "normal" life has become a smoking heap of twisted metal groaning in the heat of the all consuming flames.

Well, the last part is a bit of an exaggeration. I am a writer, after all. But it has been amazing. I haven't had much sleep but it has been worth it. I've spent most of the weekend on a high, without doing any drugs. I am still high, but bleary-eyed.

Now it is time to go back and do some more reviews. I only have 27 credits left. Luckily I don't have a review to get yet. But I must be ready. Even at work, I am a slave to my computer and a shameless credit whore!