Technology is ripping us right through our brains, grounding itself in the liquid DNA that seeps inside our bodies, and all we can do is stare in front of our monitors wondering when computers and TVs will meet in a holy matrimony that will replace the Social Realm forever. I can't wait. Finally, a supposed free press, where the zamisdat becomes the new nuclear family, or maybe it could be de-nuclearized, like some floating pupil in the classroom of your universal eye.
Internet can become a writer's dream.
Your audience is sort of built in just by being connected. Being connected is what Amerika is all about. This is cyberspace. Surfing itself is fun. Our writing still reads pretty much the way it's always read.