Merry Christmas, if that’s your thing! Jay and I will be sitting in front of a warm fire, opening stockings and drinking cider, talking to relatives I don’t see nearly enough, and watching our dachshund frolic with my parents’ Golden Lab. (POST-CHRISTMAS EDIT: The two dogs didn’t frolic together much, sadly. In fact, our dog immediately went into the center of the living room and peed on the carpet, as she is wont to do whenever she is a guest in a house with another dog. I know, you gotta establish who’s boss, but… sigh…)

100 pages of The Stiff… and there’s still more than 100 pages to go before I get to the new material! I’m already thinking about it and making notes and anticipating the looming resurrection on the horizon.