Life is a basket and then you die....

Publishing comes to a grinding halt during the last sweltering weeks of summer. The powers that be take the month of August off - leaving us authors twiddling our thumbs until the day after Labor Day when editors and agents schlep back into the office, right their glasses on the bridges of their noses, and begin to make their way through the hundreds of emails that most probably include book proposals from authors like myself.

In the meantime I pass the time by distracting myself with all so...