eight hundred miles from home, in a hotel room, spent the day worrying about electrical power things. That's why electrical engineers keep showing up in my stories. Aren't you glad I'm not the tail-gunner on a vacuum truck?
After several hours of actually having to THINK for a living, it's difficult to think about writing.
Rest assured, though, fourteen hours of driving this weekend has given me fodder to continue.
To all of you who've written, thanks, folks, for caring. I will be back in it soon.