To those of you who enjoy the antics of Mae B., I must apologize. I have been under the gun in the last few months, meeting deadlines. There is no greater joyous burden for a writer to bear than to have deadlines and a sense of "I gotta get up and write my heart out today." The other side of this golden coin is that the time I used to spend doing other things has been leeched by the novel-writing. Mae B has been a casualty.
HOWEVER, she is not dead, she is not gone. She will return. I just don't know when.