Lots of exciting news from my end. In the month of November, look for a virtual book tour making a stop here (oh, yeah!), a recap of R. Kelly's 12-song cycle, "Trapped in the Closet," and maybe some encouraging news?

Tune in to find out!

Sarah! Where the hell have you been?

Urm, busy?

That is so not good enough. Seriously, what's shakin', chica?

Not a whole hell of a lot. Albuquerque's finally sliding into something which resembles fall in color, if not in temperature. Adam just celebrated a birthday. The cat's decided to be definant. I joined a gym and set some unrealistic goals for the next several months. I am far too obsessed with Rome on HBO and the guy who plays Pullo. Oh, and when I think about it, I like to pretend I'm writing.

So you're not dead?

Not that I'm aware of. Somehow, I pictured the afterlife being less zitty. Unless I'm in hell. And all things considered, is a very real possibility.

I don't think they'd have Target and wifi in Hell.

Or vanilla lattes. And my face would look even worse than it does now. So to recap: busy, but nothing so productive it warrents any sort of liveblogging. Zitty. Writing when it hits me. I want Titus Pullo for Christmas.

Sarah out.

Yeah, I know. Totally off the radar. Sorry. I've been working, which is the lamest excuse ever.

I don't even have a cool link for you to play with. I'm totally falling down on the job.