The office was mostly deserted. “That’s what I get for coming in on Columbus Day,” she thought as she unlocked the door and placed her bags beside the desk. She yawned in time with the optimistic tone of her laptop waking up from its slumber and rubbed her eyes a bit as the coffee maker began to hiss and spit. Not wanting to dive into her work, she clicked onto Twitter. This did nothing for her motivation problem. Emails, Facebook notifications, analytics for tweetstorm likes and retweet counts, all of them shouted “THERE’LL BE NOTHING FOR READERS TO COMMENT ON IF YOU DON’T WRITE ANYTHING IN THE FIRST PLACE!!” She signed heavily and refreshed the page. No new notifications.