Faceboom… You Have Been Eliminated


One of the most empowering things I’ve ever done was to shut down my Facebook.

I didn’t delete it. Nor did I remove myself from it. I simply uninstalled it from my cell phone. I’m so glad I did. I recovered several lost hours weekly. And I was surprised to learn how much I long for face-to-face relationships despite my introverted misgivings.

Some of the best and worst experiences I’ve had in life were somehow related or linked to Facebook.

I’ve taken much in stride; yet, Facebook holds the record of being the only social media outlet ever to bring me to tears because of what someone else said directly to me. And I’ve noticed that what is typed in print, directed to me personally, somehow hurts so much more than if the speaker had said the same to my face.

Facebook has become a hateful place where politics display their ‘terrible twos’; where families show complete disregard for one another. Once upon a time, Facebook was a place to connect — now, most of what I see is the ashen remains of once strong bridges.

A wife was told to leave her spouse and return to her family for ‘re-education’. Publicly. On Facebook.

Brothers deleted one another and apparently no longer speak. Because of a disagreement over politics. I don’t want to know what this looks like over Christmas dinner…

I saw greed’s green eyes through heated name calling amid arguments over DAPL, health benefits and women’s rights.

And I vomited — actually vomited upon reading my newsfeed’s coverage of the latest racially charged, bigoted trends

I’ve personally witnessed so much hurt…

There is still plenty of good to be found on Facebook. This is just one woman’s opinion — my experience, as is. My choice to say ‘Eff no!’ to -sweeping gesture over expanse of FB- whatever the hell this is…

So I take a graceful bow.

Click unfollow.

Curate my groups.

Check it. And then double check it all.

Cancel notifications.

Uninstall app.

I’m still here. But tomorrow, I’ll have to spend 5 minutes on your page trying to get a feel for who and how you really are. That’s not social media. It definitely ain’t Facebook. That’s love. That’s value. And it’s time I returned it.

I need this silent stillness. I need to reach out and touch someone.


Fiction Clemens

Book Review

A little over a year ago, I was reading sushi and eating a graphic novel online — because, why not book dinner…? I loved it! So, for Christmas 2016, the itch to read it again got the better of me, so I asked my librarian for it and got to read it twice! I’ve immensely enjoyed getting to know the writing of the author of that ‘sushi dinner’… we all have our ‘go-to comforts’. Things we do when we’re emotional or just need a moment away from reality; Josh Wagner’s books have been one of those comforts for me, and this new year was no different.

A mere six days into the new year, our beloved cat, Twitter passed away suddenly. I wp-1485553456275.pngspent the next few days playing in the snowflakes he’d have chattered at and reading Fiction Clemens with Gingy. We soon learned of a talkative cat with “odd” eyes in need of a home ASAP. So I named my new cat Fiction because I can’t imagine anything that would better suit the little guy.

Fiction Clemens [the book, not the kitty] is a delightful brand of bizarre fantasy… and okay, the cat’s a little kooky, too. I particularly enjoyed the aesthetic of all the colors on each page, as did Fiction and our dog, Gingy. One of Wagner’s most unique talents is that his tales seem to invite the reader to make their own decision as to what the story is about. In the case of Fiction Clemens,


#FictionCat is apparently a magician… or telekinetic.

I found studies of time and human relationships, as well as several questions: what holds the fabric of our reality together? Is it a deity, perhaps made man — or an empire of toothpicks? Or maybe they were cacti? Is there truly an end to a story — or is there a universe beyond to which only a few select characters may go to build a new life? One could ask all of these questions and more. But I think the best one I came up with was, “do cacti make good pets?

Josh Wagner has cemented himself as one of my favorite authors — it only took most of his books [okay, only a chapter or two] to fully convince me. His stories may be unorthodox, but they bring one to consider and question the world surrounding us in broader terms.

Completely selfish plug: I’d like to see more from Josh Wagner, so, if you love to read, and are a nice sort of person who doesn’t mind taking a brief moment to rate a book on social media [or even if you’re not into rating books], check out the FREE online version of Fiction Clemens here [or via your local library]. And, if you’d like to be a part of the makings of another book, you might consider supporting the author via his Patreon page. You may also support him by purchasing or reviewing his work on Amazon.