Yesterday morning I disguised myself as a person and adjourned to the breakfast trough. (Nothing like grits on the menu to pry me from my hammock!)
I was drinking my 17th cup of coffee when who should I spy across the room but Blog Reader Kristin, who had alerted me she was coming to Malice. Nothing to do but grab her, throw her in the chair across from mine and quiz her about her work in progress.
The conversation ranged from her WIP to the vagaries of publishing, to the hot topic of the day. Kristin was kind enough to mention that she'd found great value in the blog posts here, although she confessed to not commenting much. A Quiet Reader!
I sighed and said "I'm running out of things to talk about. I feel like I'm repeating myself."
And then I said, out loud, for the first time, much to my own surprise even, "I've been thinking about stopping."
The Reader Who Was Previously Quiet and Genteel leapt to her feet, weaponized her teaspoon, with flames shooting from her iPhone (yes, there's an app for that). I think I heard a roll of thunder but it might have just been my chair hitting the ground as I dove under the table for cover.
"No!" she said.
"No! NO! NOO!!
"No, you shall not stop.
"Not everyone has read your blog for all ten years you've been yammering on about all things publishing.
"And what people need to hear about changes when they go from pre-querying, to post-querying, to on sub to after sub, to agent hell, and back.
"It's not a bad thing to repeat yourself."
Chastened, I could only say well, ok then, and abandon any kind of early retirement plan.
So, if you like this blog and it has value for you, don't thank me. Thank Kristin. Who has returned to her quiet and genteel ways, but we know she's out there...reading.