Why, hello there! I can’t believe you’re still reading this! If you are, that is. You probably aren’t, and I don’t blame you. There hasn’t been much to read, has there? Sigh…

Surprising as it might sound, I am actually alive. Not very well, but alive. And —and this is even more shocking— I am also here. I’m just quiet. It is hard to find something to say that is not what I have on my mind, and hard to find a way to say what I have on my mind, if I want to say it at all that is. But I might just start trying again.

Until then, go and read what I wrote —belatedly— for the last Sprinkled Pepper gig (in Athens, at least!) for Friends of the Heroes. Oh, and also look at my poster.(Well, the design is mine; the drawing is Georgie’s). I’m suppose I’m kind of proud of it, still, even though it’s been a while since I made it, and it’s early-Lucksmiths-inspired.

Four days to go… Four days… And, erm, fourty-eight days since I lasted posted. Where does time go?