Good morning, all you shiny, happy people. Merry Krampusnaught!

Have you been a good boy or girl this year? No? Excellent. That means you can be my friend. Besides, good and bad are a point of view. Obi-Wan Kenobi taught me that when I was like nine years old.

This is the first time I’ve turned on my computer all week. I didn’t even want to sit in my “creative” chair. I was sick. Bad sick. I’m not much of a crowd-surfer anymore. I avoid people whenever possible unless it’s a book conference or a music show. The holidays happen, and my health normally takes a dive.

This was a new strain of COVID that wouldn’t register on any of the tests and it outsmarted multiple vaccines. I’ve lost weight, my voice, and the will to be even remotely entertaining. This morning was the first time in a week that I didn’t wake up in a swimming pool of my own sweat. Leather couches. Nothing soaks in.

I’m a week behind on projects, emails, and chores, but hopefully I can take the weekend to get back on track. Until then, I’m going to run around the islands of Witchfire. I’m monitoring the chat so… Pop in and say hello.