There are two kinds of people on the internet: those who will shrug at that headline, and those who will read it and break out in a cold sweat.
Much to my disgust, I am the second kind. That's why I went cold turkey, leaving my laptop at home while I spent five days in Atlanta at the RWA conference, even though I worried that I might wake up at 4 a.m. (as I do quite frequently) and want to work on my latest novel.
Somehow I made it through the five days. But late yesterday afternoon when I arrived home, I spent barely an hour catching up with my hunk o' burnin' love before I slipped into my office and powered up the computer.
As Dorothy says, there's no place like home. So while the RWA conference was great--well worth my time and money, as always--I'm glad to be back at my own desk, helping Mr. Springsteen belt out "Thunder Road" as I catch up on e-mail and post to this blog.
I'd like to thank everyone who listened to the audio posts I called in from Atlanta. (By the way, that first one, on Wednesday, appears to be a dud. I'm sure I said something wonderfully profound, but Blogger messed up.) Thanks, also, to those of you who told other people about the posts and linked here.
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