How WDC Changed Me Entry - My Daily Fix

The email read, "Your WDC Upgraded Membership will expire on June 6, 2006." I panicked! Oh no! I need to continue my membership on this level! The RAOK Brigade already helped me once by upgrading my membership, so I couldn't make another pitch to them for help. Now I'm hooked. What will I do?

I broke out in a cold sweat as I feverishly reviewed the balance in my checking account. Can I somehow squeeze some money from here? I have been unemployed since March, and money is tight. But, this is WDC we're talking about! This is just as important as food, heating expenses, car expenses, etc. This is something that I need to maintain my sanity! This is important!

Without WDC in my life - daily - I wouldn't have the much needed feedback, or encouragement. I wouldn't have the courage to submit my writing to magazines or contests. I wouldn't have met the wonderful writers who take the time to offer their point of view on my material. I NEED WDC!

Looking back, my addiction started simple enough. One morning as I sat bleary eyed and hunched over my computer, I somehow stumbled on the site. I joined with the Basic membership, just to try it out. Within hours I received feedback on the first piece that I posted. This encouraged me to submit more. Again, I received almost instant feedback. This was mind-boggling to me. I never received this kind of attention for my writing, nor this kind of encouragement from strangers. Then I posted a whiney plea to the RAOK Brigade to upgrade my membership. And they did! The addiction grew deeper!

I began checking my email hourly. When I see that zero in the new email line, my spirits drop. I started reviewing other writers' work and found enjoyment in being able to offer encouragement and advice to others. When I receive email, I quickly click on the link and read every word the reviewer has sent me and devour the advice.

I have tried to ignore the call of my computer by telling myself, "Today I have too much to do." But, then WDC calls to me and I can't resist. I'm drawn to my computer and quickly log-on.

I have an addiction that grows every day with every review I post or receive. The thought occurred to me that when I get a job I won't be able to spend as much time on WDC. But then the addiction speaks to my inner being and entices me with the thought, "cubicles can be very private, and a few minutes here and there, checking email, can't hurt."