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Just posted Chapter 31 of Community because I was enjoying the idea of Terri on her honeymoon.

Dorable, my fickle little muse, has been being less than helpful of late. I intend on giving her a bit of a talk. I need to find out what happens when Haley and Bill and Deena get home, and what's going on with Sunny and Carl. Believe me, I need to find out as much as you guys do.

In the meantime, thanks for reading, and I appreciate the comments.

...At work. On the 'writing a story' front, though, dorable's been elusive, but I did send a chapter to the editor yesterday, so we'll get a bit of Bill & Haley & Deena soon.

I've been slowly ranging over the five states I take care of for my job, and that has a lot of bearing on not writing. I'm working on it, though.

Patience, folks! There are stories to tell.

Haven't been to work for three months. Thought I was going to be off for three or four weeks for back surgery. Then they said I had suffered a heart attack. Then they said I didn't. And nothing happens without a week's delay. So I've had surgery. The pain is gone. I've recuperated. And Monday I'm gonna be back at my office.

In the meantime, Dorable seems to be a little bit more active since I'm not dosing her and I with painkillers, so we'll try to pick up the pace on the stories.

For all of you who follow this stuff and have wished me well, thank you!

Had back surgery last Friday for stenosis. Other than the pain associated with somebody cutting a hole in my back and then yanking on things, the pain is gone. That screaming, clanging, wild pain associated with a pinched nerve has disappeared. I'm recovering.

What's that mean for writing? Well, Bunkie, here's the deal... I know you've all read about the artists who produce great works while strung out on various drugs. Me and opioids don't produce that result. I think that they make Dorable drowsy. I managed as best I can, but I'm slacking off the dosage now and I do feel like things are picking back up.

A reader wrties - "Dang! How many stories you got going in this universe right now?"

My reply - "Just the three-

And I'm questioning my sanity.

From my viewpoint, I create characters and then get this insatiable curiosity to see what's going on in their lives.

It's kind of like adopting a kitten. Once you adopt, you become responsible for her having a happy, fulfilled life."

That's it. That's how Oyster works. This revelation is brought to you by a a dose of oxycodone and a celebratory Independence Day gumbo.

I hope I continue to entertain.

For my fellow Americans, enjoy your holiday. For the rest of you - apparently a sizable number - think happy thoughts as we indulge. We're happy for you, too!

Oyster