It's official. My internet, um, "predilection" is out of control. I'm spending more time reading your blogs than working on my novels.
I spend more time combing your Goodreads reviews than reading actual books.
Last night when I had Real-Housewives-of-Beverly-Hills-induced insomnia, I spent an hour reading all of Seth MacFarlane's tweets dating back to last August. That was kind of worth it.
I need to unplug. Mary Campbell used to do a dark week. I would probably die, but at least I would finish my third novel.
Okay people, how do you control your internet, uh - cravings? Do you go dark regularly? Did you die?
