Accidental Hiatus

I did something a little scary this weekend.

A little...crazy.

I...turned off my computer.

I know! Gasps of horror. Intakes of breath denoting shock. And maybe, just maybe, a tiny bit of awe.

I hadn't planned on taking a hiatus from the land of wire and connections. It started innocently enough. You see, my friend Matt loaned me a book. A very large book. A book that's the first in a series of very large books.

I thanked him and set it on my coffee table where it stared at me, the colorful cover emblazoned with gold embossed words proclaiming itself a fantasy novel. Not my typical genre.

He texted me and asked, "Have you started it yet?"

"Um. Nope. I got a bit busy."

It sat there and stared at me, the 1,000 pages screaming to get started. I nudged it aside and set my iPad guiltily next to it.

He texted me again the next evening. "Have you started it?"

"Uh...not yet." The book niggled at me, pricking at my conscience. Finally, with a sigh, I picked it up and started reading.

Three days later, I finished. Setting it down with a happy smile.

And the realization I hadn't checked in on Facebook, Twitter, or the Blogosphere.

To be honest, it was actually kind of relaxing.

I'm not sure I can handle this sort of disconnection too often. But every once in a while, it's kind of nice.

Besides, there's Book 2.