Okay, I know you've all been waiting for my hourly report.  Yes, folks, my life has progressed another hour, thank goodness, for you and for me.  You are on the edge of your seats.  You have no life, no connections out in the real world, and this is your only form of interaction.  I can tell because you are just like me.  We are like the humans in the film Wall-e, all of us floating down the life river on movable computers, interacting with ourselves and our virtual world.  Yes, I rely solely on your missives and you the same.  It's our little inclusive world, filled with only us.  We never leave the house.  We have no friends.  We don't do anything but type and type and type.  Ha!

So in terms of human connections, I'll tell you what I've had today.  First, my boyfriend kissed me goodbye at 6 am on his way to work.  Then my friend Elizabeth popped into my room about 8, sure that I was dead because I never sleep late.  She made sure I was awake and completely unable to go back to sleep and then went back downstairs to the guest bedroom and I haven't heard from her since.  I have corresponded with people online, and I realized just now that I know all of them from human contact first.  I actually went out into the world in the flesh, made the connection, and because some of them live far away, I email them.  I connect more quickly this way and more often.

In the 7 months I've been blogging on redroom, I've finished one novel, written another, and finished a third.  Two novels have come out into the world, and I've been doing my author thing with them.  I've managed to teach going on 7 classes, three in the flesh, four online.  I've vacationed, played, worked, written, lived.  I've spent time with my children.  The hour a day I spend on redroom has led me to many "flesh" adventures, meeting people in real time and connecting with others in the virtual world.

The people I have met on redroom are also just living quite nicely, working and writing and doing what people do.  So why would Ana feel the need to write about those of us who post? 

I wouldn't dare to analyze her the way she does us. She seems to be filled with judgments and feelings that go well beyond this nice red room.  It's just a question I have for you in this hourly report, this hourly update of mine.

Jessica