I'm still here. Good God what a month. I am elated to see it leave. The television appearance went well. It was a careful arrangement to suit schedules, believe me.

We're recuperating from 5 days with no power or water. I never want to do that again. It was bizarre, like The Shining, without the ghosts. My entire house went mad. Strangely, the hubs and mom were worse. It was as if the lack of power had concentrated the bad in both. Well, mom wasn't bad, just incredibly nervous. Hubs was bad. Son was fine.

We survived it. That's about all I can say. I never even want to think of it again. Needless to say, with electricity restored the day before Christmas, it was pretty late to do anything. I'd looked forward to Halloween and Christmas all year. Both were pretty shitty. I keep thinking what if the next 6 months are like the past 6 months. I'm usually hopeful about the new year, but that is a dismal thought. I guess it's a suiting end to this year.

I finished a major book overhaul and am starting on the next. That's one good thing. I've been able to maintain some form of production. No real developments with any publishers, yet. I had coffee with one local publisher, but things are in the air there. I'm still waiting to see if we can make a deal.

It's time for me to go to bed. I'm tired. Over and out.