AFK. BRB...

...Is what I should have said, like, a few weeks ago. Sorry for the delay. "Dave! What happened?" you might ask. The short answer is, I think I freaked out a little when I realized that I had been in Manhattan for a year and was not appreciably closer to having an agent than I had been when I first arrived. "Time's a-wastin!" said my conscious mind, and my reptile brain said, "Let's just hunker down under a rock somewhere until our T. Rex sense stops tingling."

So I've been staying indoors, not blogging, not dating, not doing much at all except the occasional storytelling outing, and---this is key---fixing my book proposal, which I see now has numerous flaws. I have to say it felt really good, and I told myself, "I'm not going to post on my blog again until I feel like I want to, not just because I have to update every day." And what better day to resume than Easter? How about the day after Easter? We work with what we have.

Thanks to everyone who expressed concern, and thanks especially to my old roommate Brian, who said, "You're a natural blogger." For some reason that phrase resonated more than any other I heard in my phone calls and e-mails. I might not blog quite as much as I used to, but I do feel like the vacation has left me energized. And boy, do I have STORIES! And pictures. And bar napkin cartoons. But more on that later. For now, I have to get to work, and I just wanted to say, "Hi! You can expect more now."