Did you hear that?  THAT, my friends, is the sound of silence, which is currently the only sound emanating off this blog.

Confession time:  About a year and a half ago I started writing a proposal, which turned into a manifesto, which turned into a book- type thing.  It has a lot of pages, anyhow.  So the lots of pages are finally gravitating towards each other and starting to make sense in a strange, unexpected sort of way.

Consequently I write in the mornings, the afternoons and most of the night.  I eat noodles and drink a lot of tea.  I watch the leaves falling off the vine that covers the verandah outside, and I think to myself: all is well in the world.  Even though I’m living on noodles, all is well.

I’m projecting that this thing will finally be in the bag towards the end of April – just before my Netbook finally gives up the ghost and melts into a mess of plastic – and once it’s done I will be all over this blog like red wine on a carpet.  Till then, may the angels of delight stalk you and get stuck in your hair.

See you on the flip side folks.