What scares 'the author' in me most is leaving behind the incredible writers that have helped shape my work into something worth reading. The Birkenstocks, the Geneva Writers' Group, the D.L. Nelson retreats in Argeles, my family... For five years, I've had an unfailing network of support. Thank goodness for technology is all I have to say. These days out of sight doesn't necessarily mean out of mind.
As for the Long Wait: 26 days, 14 hours, 16 minutes and counting.
I plan to follow up at the end of the week, but I don't believe I've been forgotten. The publishing industry is exceptionally slow and I doubt the current economic climate is doing much to improve matters. Will I mention the pending move? Hmm... I'm not sure.
What do you think?