Friends, I am mostly not dead. I am, like you, busy with life and work and trying to avoid going out in public. I have written and rewritten a novel I sure do like, and my agent has been shopping it. I don’t know what is going to happen to it…there seems to be a curious clanging sound in the void as I sit tight, waiting lo these many months for an offer/reply/indication that I should not throw in the towel.

What if I throw in the towel? I mean, people need towels. If I throw mine in, maybe someone with a better book will catch it.

In the meantime, I love my job, my family, my friends, and our “corona dog,” adopted in April when we finished the last jigsaw puzzle.

Here he is, desperate to know what is going on in the outside world, just like the rest of us.