I am immersed, absorbed, engrossed, held captive by, and otherwise engaged in reading my friend’s manuscript. It grabbed me by the lapels (well, it would have if I wore shirts with that type of collar) from the first page.

Posting will pick up when I am released.

*A play on a line stolen from Homer Simpson: “Can’t talk now, eating.” This can usually be heard around our family dinner table during holidays as we settle into gnoshing after much cooking.