Oh, so many things are happening right now... and it feels so horrid not to be able to share freely. It's as though I've embarked upon a covert mission, and cannot divulge the specifics of my movements on penalty of death. Or, like one of my favorite shows [poTledoM] has proven of late, perhaps I have signed some iron-clad confidentiality agreement and to reveal information prematurely would thwart my chances at winning a title?
I'm still out in the universe... still writing... still dreaming... but right now I'm living in the moment instead of chronicling it.
But I miss you.