And Speaking of Vanishing Summers . . .

Which I was in that previous entry: an update of sorts from my end. (Translation: am I EVER gonna get back to the blogging thing? Answer: Yes, I am.)

I am still on my self-imposed blogging hiatus. Really, it’s the only way I’m going to get this book finished by December 31. (Which, again, I plan to do or die trying. I prefer the former option, thankyouverymuch.)

More specifically, I’m going to finish writing the current chapter (number five of what will likely be eight) and then spend six weeks or so polishing those five chapters so I can send to my editor so she can take a look and see that, yes, we’ll be ready to publish in the fall of 2011.

And while I polish, I will also be researching the rest of the book (because, like Barack Obama, I can do more than one thing at a time.) (*1)

So: I have a full brain at the moment. I would love to be back at my manic pace of blogging, especially because I’ve got so many juicy tidbits (no pun intended) of historical info concerning meat in the U.S. to share. And of course a host of snarky commentary on this, that, and the other that’s just dying to flow from my fingertips.

Alas, all that juiciness and snark will have to wait another month or two. So, back to work.

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*1: Did I mention that I also volunteered to organize my next high school reunion? I did. Don’t ask me why, ’cause I don’t know. Oh. Right. Now I remember. There was alcohol involved on the evening I stepped forward with my offer.

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