Well I had an absolutely amazing time in the Bahamas. I saw sites that would make any self-respecting Bond fan drool in his shoes. (Which, not a pretty picture.)
I have a firm intention of writing it all up and making you drool. I do. But then other shit happened.
So first, my book didn’t arrive in time to bring on the cruise. So the printer shipped it to Carnival so that it would be there on arrival. I have the packing slip; it says “Deborah Lipp–Arriving 8/14/06”. Not a lot of margin for error there.
Only there was error.
So my box of books is sailing the seas, having been placed on some other ship. I haven’t seen it. No one got a copy. Carnival has “opened a file” for me. You betcher ass they have.
Meanwhile, this box is from the first printing. Second printing goes out in two weeks and I’m working 3–4 hours a night on indexing and final edits. The day job is unusually busy, the night work is keeping me up until 1 a.m. I’m too old for this shit. I haven’t turned on the TV since I got home.
And tomorrow I leave for my next gig.
So, sorry for the light blogging.
