Things got ugly, so I had to put myself in time-out.

I was spending too much time surfing the internet and lurking on my various loops, reading about the myriad topics and controversies of the day. What was Karen Scott up to? Which book had Bam critiqued this week? What was Michelle B dishing about with the Bellas?

Minutes slipped by, then hours. Time gone from my life, forever.

Plus, there was the e-mail I actually NEEDED to answer, and the various marketing things I should have been doing. And there was something else that needed my computer time … what was it? It’s hard to remember, but I think it’s coming back to me … oh, yeah, I remember now: WRITING BOOKS.

That’s kind of important, isn’t it?

So I had to go cold turkey. Well, mostly cold turkey. Lukewarm turkey.

No surfing for me right now. No lurking, no hanging out.

I have some writing to get done, and pretty soon I’ll need to get into full marketing mode for my January book, Sweeter Than Revenge. It’s painful—really, really painful—but I can do it. I don’t need to visit every blog every day. I don’t need to check my Amazon rankings every ten seconds. Life will go on if I don’t read every single comment of every single thread.

At least, I think life will go on.

I hope…