The Famous Author and I are on an extended trip abroad, currently Greece, which means one of three things: A -- TFA is actually locked up somewhere in prison or a rehab facility. B -- I am locked up in prison or rehab, and TFA can't or won't rescue me. C -- TFA and potential publishers still dilly-dally with #3 & #4.
Okay, the truth? TFA has me locked up again in his computer case. I've been stuffed under the dresser for two years while he worked on a novel called THE BLACK KACHINA, short stories, a fantasy diary, and a series of personal flaws which have plagued TFA all his life, including an addiction to peanut butter fudge.