Literally. I have to unplug every electronic leash attached to me and focus solely on my story right now. I am woefully behind. So, I have elected not to blog about anything today because if I do, I’ll have to come back and chatwhen I must write. I must stave off all distractions. It’s not going to be easy. I love my bi-weekly Fridays here.

By not blogging, I feel bad, like I’ve let everyone down, but I MUST write. It’s all my fault, I’m easily distracted. Dangle anything shiny in front of me, and well, you have me. So, sadly, my shiny lovelies, I have to completely close my eyes, cover my ears and refuse the urge to log on!

Can I do it?

I know I can’t. I’m addicted. I’m having withdrawal anxiety already and I haven’t even shut off my computer! It’s a sickness, an addiction and I—I’m—an addict!

There, I said it. I’m an addict. Isn’t that step one in the twelve step program? A lot of good it’s going to do me.

I need a cigarette, but I don’t smoke anymore. I need a drink but then I won’t be able to write. Geez, I need to just sweat it out, yanno, fight it. Fight it hard. Yeah, that’s the ticket, detox. I suppose I should pad my room. This is going to be a lot harder then I imagined. This addiction, it snuck up on me. But I can beat it. I’m stronger than email and Twitter and Facebook and blog hopping.

Oh, stop your smirking. Look at you! It’s what, early a.m for you? You probably haven’t even had your coffee yet coz you couldn’t wait to log on. Hah!

<Banging head on keyboard> We’re all addicts.

I’ll see you when the screws let me out of my rubber cell.

xoxo

Krazy K*