You know, I’m supposed to update this blog twice a week. Sometimes holidays get in the way, sometimes differences between my and my editor’s schedules get in the way, sometimes I just plain space out.

Last week I sat here and calmly penned my second post. Then — (cue ominous thunder and lightning strikes) — the computer froze during the file-saving process. Naturally, when the gremlins had been banished, so had the post.

I was devastated. It was a good post.

All attempts to recreate its genius have failed me. My muse has wandered off to chase butterflies.

This is why I do nails. I never get writer’s block when I’m working. My hard work also never gets eaten by magical beings before my client pays me.

Oh sure, sometimes my hard work doesn’t make it back to the salon two or three weeks later. And it’s not uncommon for my clients to claim that their nails were destroyed by magical beings, but I never lose a set of exquisite rockstar nails to ravenous cyber-demons before they’re even finished.

Doing nails is by far a superior job to doing pretty much anything on the computer because of this.

My deepest apologies for missing a post last week, but I have to head off to work where I am not required to battle cyber-gremlins all day.