It wasn't my idea. In fact, I was so opposed to it that I had to be forced into doing it. I'm still not a happy participant.

My literary agent in New York, dear friend though she is, insisted that I become part of the Facebook community. At first, I ignored her. Then, when she persisted, I played along, pretending that I really was going to do it. Then, when every conversation or e-mail between us ended with, "I still haven't found you on Facebook. Have you done it yet?", I knew that I might as well give up the ghost of resistance and play along. After all, it had gotten to the point that I felt like a child avoiding her mother harping over chores.

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