The blogger

If the pen was really mightier than the sword, then why were pens almost obsolete? They should really modernize that statement and say that the keyboard is mightier than the sword. That was what people really used they didn’t use pens. The digital age was completely reliant on computers, keyboards, and the Internet. Hell, most people didn’t even see their money. They just trusted the computer screen telling them that it was in the bank.

Hell, her bank doesn’t even have a local branch.  She banks completely online or by mailing in checks when she wants to make a deposit. She is so dependent on the technology that she owns, that she is reduced to a disorganized bundle of nerves if her cell phone dies when she is out and about. If it were to be permanently obliterated, she would miss every appointment she has made and she would only remember two or three numbers by heart.

She even makes her money by using her computer. She makes her money using her words. She writes, on a blog, and gets paid for it. People use her blog to advertise. They contact her and say,

“Hey, how much to advertise on your blog?”

It amazed her that she could support herself in this way. Enough people read what she writes for companies to actually have an interest in advertising on her page. It’s kind of a rush. Most of what she write sis just what she is thinking of at the time. It was just a collection of the musings of a twenty-something, single, schoolteacher who doesn’t have much of a social life.

The lack of social life was not intentional. It was just a result of being busy and being really dedicated to her job. First she had gone to college, and she had to pay her own way through the entire four years. She had worked her butt off. She waited tables in the evenings and she worked at a donut shop in the mornings. She had spent four years walking everywhere because she didn’t want the expense of a car.  She didn’t have a life then for those reasons.

Then she finished college and started teaching. It was so demanding. She spent hours and hours of grading and lesson planning on top of the already full school days. She just never developed a life after college because she stayed so busy with her job. She also did a lot of tutoring and she coached cross-country, so she stayed at the school well beyond the hours that most other teachers did.

So there she was, just her and her computer. She blogged for at least an hour a day. She blogged about her life, about her teaching, about coaching, and about being lonely. Before she knew it, the views on her page were skyrocketing. Thousands of people were reading and commenting each day. Many of them said that they understood what she felt like; a lot of them had become her friends.

That night was special. She sat down to blog about the fact that her computer now made her enough money that she didn’t have to teach anymore. She would be finishing out the school year and then leaving her job. She would continue blogging and writing to support herself. She was going to sell her house, pack up her computer, and go. She was going to travel, see the world, and maybe finally get a life.

Just her and her trusty computer.