It's times like this when I realise, yet once more, I am not a fast writer.
The copyedits continue, and this is about the time I start to wish I didn't have a dayjob because all I want is to finish this edit, and having to get up and go do other things is getting in the way of that. Even if said other things involve earning the money to pay for my food and internet connection and can therefore be said to be, you know, essential.
Tomorrow or the next day, if I can find the time to dig out my camera, I will treat you all to a snapshot of the new scar. (I know, I know, can't wait, can you?) Regardless, I promise I'll stop neglecting you all soon.