Dear fellow steampunkers, I am nearly overwhelmed by the great number of so-called "social network" venues which I must monitor and, according to custom, interact with on a regular basis. Hence, I've fallen behind and I can't get up!
In all reasonable seriousness, I believe that were I to have in my possession one of those hand-held devices that contain linkage to all of the required communicative resources that are so common on this world, I may be able to better cope. I can't imagine the heft of the necessary steamworks to drive them, however. One must likely use a carriage of some sort just to tote the machinery along with you!
Indeed, on my adopted world of Ghoupallesz in the late 1500s, by comparison, such devices operate via clockwork, a much more portable means. However, they are limited to a single communicative link--one which, unfortunately, is usually monitored by one's wife or mother-in-law, thereby defeating the purpose for which many gentlemen initially obtained the device.
Said device quickly becomes a resource for locating wandering children or soliciting sporting scores. And, so I've been told by my fellow interdimensional voyagers, in the next fifty years or so, the government will be closely monitoring all communication from these devices--prompting citizens to revert back to old-fashioned handwritten communication that can be burned after reading.
Nevertheless, I am endeavoring to find an appropriate balance between the mechanical world and that of flesh, blood, and bone.