I know you haven’t seen me round these here parts too much for the past few days. The reason is that I’ve been having problems with my internet connection. One minute everything’s hunky dory, the next I find myself in a “cannot find that page” wasteland. Emails don’t go through. Blog comments are erased. Kel’s hair is pulled out. It isn’t pretty.
I don’t fully understand the reason for it, even though my dear hubby – computer geek extraordinaire – took the time to explain it to me last night. I seem to remember the word “hub” came up a few times, but other than that it’s a blank and a blur.
The Internet Connection Fixer Guy is scheduled to come to the house tomorrow at the very convenient hour of “sometime between 9-3.” Until then you may find my presence here and at my friends’ blogs to be a bit spotty. Don’t take it personally. Like Ahnold, I’ll be back.
In the meantime, check out the Publishing Renaissance blog. You’ll find me waxing poetic about characterization, Kate Winslet, and masturbation. Not in the same sentence, though.