In 2012 Ernest Cline wrote a book called Ready Player One. It details a virtual society in which people befriend (and marry!) others they never meet. They get educations from schools they never physically attend. They travel to places without leaving their computer screens. Cline’s theme is that virtual reality is bad. Virtual interactions should not replace real ones, and virtual experiences are inferior to the real-life kind. I disagree with Mr. Cline.
As Americans we say thanks on Thanksgiving for what we appreciate all year round. When I pondered what would be this, my Thanksgiving post, I asked myself what I was grateful for on this day. Blogging came to mind. Of course, my husband is as great as ever, and my daughters, relatives, friends, pets, and students all continue to make the metaphorical sun shine in my world. However, this Thanksgiving, I have blogging to be grateful for, and I never expected just how much.
Clive explains in his book why a virtual education is substandard–it’s boring. My education these past three weeks has been fascinating. By watching YouTube videos, reading articles about blogging, reading others blogs, and getting tutelage from other bloggers, my education in blogging, technology, and social media has increased. In addition, I found out information I never knew. Just yesterday, I was followed by the Christian Pinterest. Who knew there was a Christian version of Pinterest? Not me.
Strangers are writing me from all over the planet, the United Kingdom was one example, to applaud my writing skills and courage. As a result of my new knowledge and these kind compliments, my confidence has increased and what should have been a malaise over the passing of my little dog (see “I Once Had a Dog Named Nasty,” http://wp.me/p5jxvv-a), my preoccupation with blogging has uplifted me (see “How to Get Over the Death of the Family Dog,” http://wp.me/p5jxvv-1S).
When Strangers Became Friends
I have interacted with people I never thought I’d meet. When I blogged about a recent cancer scare in my post “Heaven Can Wait,” cancer victims and relatives of those stricken with cancer reached out to me. When I blogged about allegations of abuse against Bill Cosby (see “Where There’s Smoke There’s…,” http://wp.me/p5jxvv-1E) abuse victims wrote me and were brave enough to share their stories with me, a total stranger. [Read more…]