Jet-lagged and Pensive
The best part about arriving home yesterday was being reunited with our beloved nutty pets, (L to R) Sadie, Cheyenne and Billie. To say they greeted us enthusiastically is an understatement. They were well cared for while we were in London, but six days is a long time. They missed us and we missed them. Last night, while I battled jet-lag and tried to make headway on the deadline book (a true effort of diving right back into work), all three of them spent the evening curled up by my feet in my office. It gave me the warm fuzzies. It's good to be the center of their universe. *g*
I zonked out early last night and woke at a crazy early hour this morning. My body clock is still ticking on London time. I've spent the morning catching up on some business and, you guessed it, working on the deadline book. Soon, I'll be heading into the library for a full day's work. How is it possible to take a six-day holiday and not feel rested?
The Romantic Times Convention is in full swing. After attending for thirteen years straight, it feels odd not to be there. PW's Barbara Vey and Smart Bitches', Sarah, are blogging about the festivities. I'll be experiencing RT vicariously through them.
Two things that are on my mind: Writers' organizations and related email 'loops' and blogging.
JA Konrath offers a thought-provoking post on the advantages (or not) of belonging to writers' organizations.
And on blogging...
'The very last thing an author should be doing is starting a blog," says author and blogger M. J. Rose. "Not just because the very act of writing the blog draws on the creativity energy that it takes to write our books, but because only a small percentage of us have something to write about three or four times a week, week after week, that readers crave - other than our books." Read the entire article on writers' blogging here.
I may not be rested, but I am pensive. Time away from the Internet, time with my husband and time to soak in some culture and history has prodded me to reassess my priorities. My chaotic schedule is not going to change. So how do I improve my quality of life? Like I said. Pensive.
But it's all good.
Pics and tales about London forthcoming. If you could take an impromptu holiday, where would you go?