It's weird being in a state that's so focused on work that I am bereft of original ideas to share with you good folk. In this fury, I've been able to steal away only for brief moments to post furtive replies to things you've written. It's my way of telling you, "Really, I'm still alive," while reassuring myself that my life extends beyond these mountains of paper.
It hasn't helped much that I've been ill, I suppose. At least that seems to be breaking.
I may write more later if I can bear to be in front of a computer screen again.