Hello, Crickets. It's been a long time. I'd like to say that I've been absent because I've been busily cranking out chapters in The Light at the End of the World, but that just isn't true. I've been writing for a photography and poetry project that I'm sharing with my sister, who not only is my talented web mistress but also a staggeringly good photographer. I need to confirm when the project will be finished and finalized, but I'm pleased with my meager contribution to the finished piece.

In the meantime, apart from working on those poems, I've been suffering a daunting relapse into neurochemical hell that left me seriously contemplating suicide for the first time in literally years. I'm recovering now, and though I still have some way to go before I can say I'm all right without lying, I hope to be able to return to my prose work soon. My muse is a capricious little bitch, I have to say, and she (probably quite rightly) runs away when the house of my head is in disarray. I now have to tempt her back with chocolate ice cream and pictures of pretty men... but I digress.

I hope you all are doing well in your personal Cricketdoms, and I will be back when I have something more interesting to say. ;)