It's such a game to seem adored

It turns out, I'm a filthy liar. I've gotten exactly zero fiction words written since that last post - due to a combination of work issues, personal business, and the awesomely disgusting (but apparently brief) flu to which I awakened this morning. The husband had it yesterday, and is more or less okay today. I'm hoping for a similar arc, especially since we have to fly back east on Saturday.

Yes, I'll eventually tell you what all this cryptic personal business is about. But not yet. ALL SHALL BECOME CLEAR in the fullness of time. Which is to say, probably next week. Time ought to be full enough by then.

We'll be back Wednesday night, but then on Friday morning I have to fly out to Tucson for a book festival; so I won't really be around much until next Monday.

Hey, you want to hear something funny? I vowed that this year I'd do no more than one out-of-state trip per month, and Tucson will be my fourth of 2012. Ha ha ha ha ha. *sigh*

Don't get me wrong - all this travel is For the Greater Good and I'm looking forward to everything I have upcoming on my schedule. But I see a very long nap in my future. Perhaps the entire month of July.