gaaaaaack I did it I did it

by which I mean I just sent an e-mail to Robin McKinley's actual factual e-mail address.

Amazing.

I am going to post it here, because why not? Apparently by sending her mail I give leave for her to publish any questions and responses to her blog, which is alright by me.

Dear Ms. McKinley,


Recently I was nudged to, for real this time, write to you. I saw
Sunshine on the library shelf last week, and got it out to encourage the
library in this behavior. I'm rereading it, and it's been long enough
since I read it the first time I am rewarded with the slacker bookworm's
greatest prize: I don't remember most of it. Lovely book!


( A Long-Deliberated Fan Letter )

I also sent three short stories out, an act which I haven't done even for *one* short story in many, many moons.

So basically my virtue is restored except I'm not sure this really makes up for watching about 17 total episodes of drama in the past week, but yanno.

Each day is a clean slate?