As an aspiring author, I joined Facebook for the purpose of networking with other authors to exchange ideas, progress, succcess and even moan about our failures. A harmless occupation?
No! Because one of my author friends introduced me to Farmville, an online game where participants buy animals, grow crops and populate their acres with trees, barns, workshops and cottages. Simple enough little game you might think, but what someone didn't warn me about was how addictive it is!
My first task in the morning was to check my e-mails and critiques, now I log onto my farm to see if my crops are ready for harvesting and how many gifts I have been sent by my farming 'neighbours.' Then there are the eggs that need collecting, the milking, calves to pet, kittens to brush, the fruit harvest, the plowing, seeding and plotting the fences to keep all these adorable animals in.
It's compelling, fun and thoroughly time wasting and I should never have started because now I can't stop! I realised I was a serious addict last night, when, having planted some pumpkins, I stayed up until 2.00 am to harvest them, as if I had waited until morning the crop would have withered.
Someone stop me before I accept the invitations that keep appearing in my inbox for Mafia Wars, Yoville, Petville, Cafe World, Fishville and all the other conspiracies to keep me online for the rest of my life.
Does anyone have a cure for this? Because I have a book to write!!!!