I have this innate distrust of technology; I always expect it to fail, or worse, work fine until my greatest moment of need, and then fail. Therefore, I've always been the girl to embrace the basics as far as anything digital is concerned. My mottoes are, "Keep it simple" and, "If it's working, leave it alone." Which is why I had my personal email account for nine years before I used the label and folder tools. That nine years ended today when I finally organized the roughly three thousand opened, accumulated mails in my Inbox. Like any true hoarder, I refuse to allow anyone to call my collection trash. I saved mails from friends, electronic receipts, family photos sent my way--documents worthy enough to avoid the delete button over the years. And I'll admit, even going through cleaning, I didn't trash many of them. But now they're in labeled folders, out of sight and out of mind. My Inbox is gloriously empty, and my soul feels cleansed. That last bit is not a hyperbole folks; true story. This is the website that guided me through the seas of my own ineptness.
Sophia Jones, conjurer of sweet and steamy romance