A Refusal to Apologize Which Nevertheless Sounds an Awful Lot Like an Apology

.Last week, I missed the Wednesday post here. Two days ago, I did it again.

So what's going on?

Well, I've been writing. It's not that I have nothing to say -- things and things and things continue to happen. But the novel I've been working on since well before I finished Chasing the Phoenix caught fire and I've been moving forward at a pace unimaginable a year ago. I am enrapt. My imagination is all entangled with the world I have created. The time comes comes to blogpost and it feels like an infidelity.

Honest to God, I want to entertain you. But I feel the call of my novel and, behind it, time's winged chariot.

So here's my promise: If I can steal the time, I'll keep you apace of current developments. If not, I'll feel guilty I didn't.

Um.. that's all, I guess.


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