Our electronic dependency, like any form of habituation, feels good at first. It's new, and exciting, and makes us feel special. But after a while, it becomes a little less fun, a little more of a burden. We soon begin to feel obligated. . . .

After a month of not working, I am comfortable with the silence....It's evening and I am sitting on the porch of the old farm house, the place where I spend my summer writing. . . .

Women's role in Cyberspace slithers and changes depending upon the media presenting the image....Ironically, it is the chaos of the Web which allows women to achieve the power to define it to their own satisfaction. . . .