Into The Wild Beige Yonder

Because I have a book project that really, really, really needs to be done by the end of next month, I’m surrendering next week completely to the ever-widening circle of papers and post-its surrounding me.

Scout Prime of the blog of the same name, from which I’ve been cribbing almost daily, has kindly agreed to fill in for me during this time of profound panic and scribbling.

I’m counting on y’all to show her where the ferrets usually hide the scotch, and warning you: If you must dance on the pool table, at least take off your stilettos first.

See you all next Saturday.

A.