Going, going...

Man. So I mean look, I couldn't even write in my blog this past month. I can understand if I bored you. I bored even myself. I asserted at the beginning of October that I felt good about the month--- hey, it's not over yet! But I was so wrapped up in trying to figure out what not having a book deal yet meant for me / being sorely pissed off that I kind of

ground to a halt.

And to get somewhere, you have to go somewhere. Keep moving, keep dancing (homage to Haruki Murakami's excellent Dance, Dance, Dance) to stay alive.

So while Maine was the place I edited my book, North Carolina is the place I will wait for it. No, I never imagined I'd go back to North Carolina, not in a million years, and I do not consider it a destination but -- as has happened so many times this year -- a friend has offered a place to stay while I look for a work gig. And along the way there will be adventure, friends, and resources that appear

as if by magic.