Just this morning, when I was supposed to be editing a chapter on casseroles, I was thinking about the Red Room writers’ site. I was thinking about how the site connects authors, but I realized I wasn’t sure how that actually was done.
Suddenly, it seemed imperative that I look into it, but I stifled that urge, recognizing it as a ploy by my id to try to get me to procrastinate. (I didn’t dust all the photographs in the house, riffle through my penny jar, or go shopping for that new set of bookends it wanted me to find, either.)
Oddly enough, though, someone else contacted me today. It was more or less spam, but it was promoting a decent cause—rebuilding the New Orleans public library system—so I didn’t mind. I’m glad to know this feature works.
And if this editing project goes on much longer, I’m sure I’ll figure it out.
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