Up to my ass in alligators
Just checking in to tell you I am busy with SleuthFest this week. My sister and I are teaching a rather intensive workshop on suspense, so my brain is elsewhere. Be patient and I will be back with utterly enchanting, fascinating, trenchant and full-of-myself things to say about our writer's conference.
In the meantime, I leave you with the immortal words of one of my fave old bands, the Blues Magoos:
We're gonna take a little break
But we'll be back so don't be late.
Gonna grab a little smoke
And powder our nose
And then we'll be back
To tickle your toes...
(cue cacophonous 60s psychedelic rift)