Telegrams to the Future (Tweets to the Past)

I often wonder, procrastinating away my hours in between the agony of writing a script, how the online literary world came to be. You see I was only a boy when the internet began to churn out limitless spamography, and while I am now a self maintained powerhouse of creative nonsense, it may come as a surprise that I didn't have a direction in my youth away from eventually growing up to have a jaw line. Much of my time was spent deciding which coffee to eventually learn to love and whether or not my pubescent excitement in the changing rooms was in fact due to a latent interest in sport.

All the way through my eventual growth, I witnessed the amazing birth of 'new' forms of the literary experience, both for the writer and the reader, and now it seems is the culmination of my long observation. And to punctuate the matter, I am using them. Not all of them, but a fair few.

Whatever happened to the telegram? Well Twitter has that covered now, and how about Encyclopaedia? Oh yes, Wiki has that down to a fine art. Oh, but what about keeping a diary? Oh, no, quite right, we're bloggers now aren't we... It seems that reinvention is the new invention and the only change that has really come about is who now has access to all this information, which is of course, everyone. Worldwide. Forever.

Don't get me wrong, I absolutely love the fact we have all this choice now, born out of an increasing desire to 'broadcast yourself' (trademarked, I believe), and a need to break free of our paper prisons (which Green Peace would of course be chuffed to bits about), but don't you feel there's just a little something missing? Maybe it's all just too easy? I for one couldn't see the wood from the trees but all that has changed today when I purchased a diary. Yes, a real paper diary. Just like they used to have in the old days. When I was a boy. When the internet had to 'dial up'.

My diary is black, it's slightly heavy and it cost me £6.49 but you know what? It now means I can order my life and dedicate time to blogging, tweeting, my mates on facebook and researching material on wiki. It might even benefit my writing, who knows? Perhaps, sometimes, you need to look to the past to really utilise the future. Or maybe not be so militant about pushing the past to the wayside.

By the way, I have now come to learn that I'm rather partial to a decaf latte, and sport doesn't interest me. Not at all.