When A Writer Has No Internet

I wish I had gotten this whole thing on video to show you, but you’ll just have to bare with me as I tell this long-winded story.

When A Writer Has No Internet Connection by Rachel Poli

Last Friday, I woke up like any other day. I went downstairs, made myself an iced coffee, and worked my way back upstairs. Kris called me into our bedroom asking me if I was going on my laptop.

“Probably. Why?” I asked peering over her shoulder as she stared at her laptop’s desktop.

“I’m going to shut the modem off.” she explained.

Our bedroom was never very good at catching the wi-fi. It’s always been spotty in there, we have no idea why. But Kris is always able to troubleshoot it and then it comes back to her no problem. Except, this time, it was saying the modem was having issues. Kris thought to reset it assuming that would fix the problem.

I shrugged. “Go for it.” I was going to be home all day. I didn’t have to start writing or blogging right at seven-thirty in the morning.

I’ll skip some of the boring details, but when I went downstairs, Kris was sitting in the porch pouting. She had brought her laptop down there with her, hoping it would give her a better connection.

It didn’t.

I looked over at the modem and frowned upon seeing it glare back at me with a bright red light.

“What’d you do to it?” I asked.

Kris glared at me. “I didn’t do anything to it! It wasn’t working, so I reset it and it still won’t come on.” she stood up from the couch and unplugged the modem. She waited ten seconds before plugging it back in.

The wi-fi symbol turned on, but the earth symbol blinked white.

“It’s trying.” she said.

We watched it in silence willing the blinking to stop. When it finally did, we didn’t sigh in relief.

“Why is it red?!” Kris growled. She leaned back on the couch running her finger along the screen of her smart phone. I laughed. This was ridiculous. She was trying to look up ways to fix it on the Internet, but that was difficult since we had no Internet.

Kris and I panicked a bit. What would we do without Internet?

You don’t realize how much you use the Internet until it’s gone. My first instinct was to live tweet about the situation. Except, I couldn’t get onto Twitter. Nothing on my phone worked except my text messages.

I couldn’t check my blog, Facebook, Twitch, Pinterest, Tumblr, anything.

I worked a lot on writing and blogging last week and was stressing myself out since I have to go back to work soon. So, in a way, this was a good thing. The Internet was trying to tell me something.

“Well, I have to get ready for work. We’ll just have to try again later.” Kris got up from the couch and made her way upstairs.

I remained where I stood dumbfounded. What was I supposed to do all day?

I couldn’t get onto my laptop at all. I supposed I could try to write since Word doesn’t need Internet. I figured I could read since I needed a book review for the following day. I could play video games. I couldn’t watch TV though. I mean, I could have, but the TV I watch is Netflix and YouTube. Both need Internet.

I decided to play video games. I needed to for Double Jump, but as soon as I turned on my game, I needed to look something up. So, I grabbed my phone and tried the Internet completely forgetting that you need Internet to get on the Internet… Yeah.

With our phones and technology right at the end of our fingertips, it’s amazing how many times a day you say, “Let me Google that.”

But I couldn’t because I had no Internet.

I played video games for a bit, I read a book, and that’s about it. Everyone was at work and I was home alone. There’s not much you can do when there’s no Internet and you work online.

I was born in the 90s. I remember sitting on the bulky desktop computer playing Paint, Solitaire, or Pinball, waiting for my mom to get off the phone because you couldn’t talk on the phone and be on the Internet at the same time.

I didn’t grow up attached to my cell phone because I didn’t get one until I was 16. I didn’t need one and there wasn’t much you could do with it to begin with.

I never watched YouTube, I didn’t have Netflix, I didn’t have an iPad that needed Internet for apps.

No, I went outside and I played with my friends. I took walks. I used my imagination.

I mean, I still use my imagination every day, but I don’t run outside acting it out with my sister. I just write it down instead.

What happened on Friday sparked three more post ideas for this blog and one post idea for my other blog. So, I guess everything happens for a reason, huh?

What would you do if the Internet crashed on you? Would it be easy for you to get through the day or would you just sit and twiddle your thumbs?

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32 thoughts on “When A Writer Has No Internet

  1. Sleep until it come back? Haha I’ve experienced my share of internet-droughts some lasting three days. The worst was two weeks. I learned guitar, started drawing or just went out to visit my friends. But the first hour and first day is always the hardest. Amazing how reliant we are on the internet hey?

  2. Hahaha! I’m sorry. I shouldn’t find this funny but I do. We as a society have gotten so attached to the web and technology, we can’t seem to function without it. I don’t have internet where I live except on my phone so I never seem to have as many issues as I hear others having when I’m unable to access the web. It still sucks, I’ll admit, but I don’t seem to be as lost without it.

    • No, please laugh! It is funny, lol. I got along just fine. Kris and I were mostly joking about it. It was just weird because I would try to do things without realizing they required the Internet because I use it so often without really knowing it. But I spent my time doing other things, which was nice.

  3. I’m usually a pretty happy guy when I don’t have internet. I do require it to get work done since I work remotely for a software company for documentation, but those rare times when I can work without the internet are pretty much heaven.

    This summer, I took my family on vacation and the house we stayed in did not have internet. It was a beach house, so in my opinion, internet wasn’t going to be needed anyway, but the kids were ready to revolt when they first found out. I assured them that they’d survive. They did – reading several books, playing games of rummy and even, gasp, getting out to the beach…

    • Since I run two blogs and am working on them every single day, I wouldn’t be able to stay in a vacation house without Internet. Of course, I wouldn’t go on vacation and then constantly work, but I would need to check up on the sites once in a while.
      But that’s nice that you guys got to go away and have some quality family time. πŸ™‚

  4. I’ve had this problem before. It drives me nuts, but books don’t need Internet, so I just read. Or sleep, if it’s out because of bad weather or something. Sometimes I cook. Not anything that needs a video tutorial, of course. Something really simple like noodles. If that doesn’t get me through it, I just sit around and sulk.
    I’m glad you got some post ideas though! It’s always when you shut off the distractions that they sort of leap into your head.

  5. My internet goes out pretty often, for some odd reason. Though, I have my cell phone that doesn’t need my wifi to connect with the internet. But, the last time it went out I ended up getting a ton of writing done. I didn’t have the internet distracting me and if I needed to look something up, I made a note of it and moved on. I personally love with the internet goes down…as long as it eventually comes back up. lol

    • My sister turned the wi-fi off her phone so she could check her sites and go on the Internet, but I didn’t. It was weird not having the Internet, but it was refreshing at the same time.

  6. I’ve had this happen more often than I can count over the years. I usually use the time to put in time on my WIP, write blog posts, and read books I’m reviewing. In a way, it’s freeing to be cut off, until I need to look something up for my writing! πŸ˜‰

  7. I clench a wooden spoon between my teeth, get someone to tie my hands behind my back and pull a pillow over my head, repeating over and over “its okay just relax it will be over soon”…kind of the same feeling of going for some internal examination!

  8. I was born in the 90s , as well . I still prefer that feel when you have paper in hand…real book . Not just book! And real people , that energy and connection with friends when they are onsite not online . As Rachel said : “It’s refreshing not having the Internet””! Dare to try πŸ˜‰

  9. I was too lazy so I was just going to post something else and pretend that it was Saturday or that I forgot or something, lol. I still prefer that feel when you have paper in hand…real book .

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