Hit a wee web site snag in the past month or so that if I’d acted on it right away could have easily been rectified and I’d not have lost my post on John Irving’s keynote at the AWP conference (he writes his endings first, if you missed it first time around). But do I act on anything right away? Well, ask my mother. The answer is no. Except for about two weeks after a stint aboard the STV Pathfinder as a 14 year-old. Then I was all “Do it now! Dig that shit out from around the head with a knife.” (Apart from the shit, where did the dirt come from? We cleaned that ship top to bottom every day. We’re in the middle of a lake whose shores are too distant to see. Where does the dirt come from?)
So. Apologies for the lost months.