We crawled home—weary, pleased with ourselves, and refreshed—late Saturday night. Yesterday involved A) sleep B) laundry and C) sharing our adventures with my travel buddy’s parents.
This morning I face a pile of email, the deadline to finalize my story for Love’s Perilous Road, and urgent messages from The Author’s Guild about Meta’s use of my–and most authors–stories for AI training. I need to write a series of notes demanding they stop. I also promised I would announce winners from the Bluestocking Belles’ 10th Anniversary, which took place the day I left. On the home front: bills, plants, commitments (oops) etc.
I’m confident I will get to it all. But first, Coffee.