I’ve fallen off the social radar for the last week or so, but not without good cause. For starters, book two in my Eden series, Healing Eden, is done and shipped off to my publisher. Woot! Major cause for celebration!
Secondly, I spent four CRAZY days at the national Romance Writers of America convention in San Antonio. And by crazy I mean I was surrounded by 2,000+ other romance writers–almost all female–with a schedule that started before 8am and ended (on average) between 11pm and Midnight. That’s fifteen hours a day of amped up estrogen in one hotel.
Can anyone say, “RADIOACTIVE?”
I’d love to say I’ve since settled nicely back into my groove, but I’d be a lying shit, so I won’t go there.
Honestly, the vast majority of the folks I met and ran with during those four days were exceptional human beings. Absolutely delightful to learn and laugh with.
Then there were a few of what I like to call Toxic Individuals.
You know the type I’m talking about. The ones who leave you feeling out of sorts, angry, itchy, or downright depressed after no more than five minutes in their presence.
Thankfully, my tribe was there to power wash the nuclear gunk off me me after said altercations–usually with desert, wine, and a resounding chorus of, “We can always take them out back and beat them.” (Seriously, I have the best friends.)
But desert, wine, and old-fashioned come-to-Jesus talks can’t always be the solution to such nasty altercations. I mean, if it were, I’d be drunk at the day job nearly the full eight hours I’m there and weighing at least twenty more pounds. 🙂
Which leads me to the point of this post. I’m reaching out to the collective social universe and asking the question: How do you deal with toxic individuals when distance (and wine/chocolate) aren’t an option?