The more it changes, the more it changes, the more ...
Sorry for dropping off the planet; I've been busy. My car got broken into and my stereo stolen. Came home that same night to find my iMac was dead. I still don't have it back from the repair shop and that's been painful. Rain has acerbated the problems with our roof here in San Jose, and created a torrent in the hallway of the house in SF. Edie has liver disease.
I feel like I'm trying to bail out a boat while monster waves are smashing into it.
The only good news is that I've met every delivery deadline in the new book, and I'm actually planning to wrap it up and send off the final chapter tomorrow night, a full week ahead of schedule. How have I accomplished this? Nights! I can sleep when I'm dead.
