I have been pretty unproductive for some time now. This has partly to do with the arrival of grandchild number 6, with whom --as with the others-- I am besotted. Happily he, like the others, lives within an easy drive.

I also seem to go into lulls shortly after the publication of books, and my twelfth collection, No Doubt the Nameless, was published last month. I suppose a psychologist could make something of that tendency to lapse after a book shows up, but it's not really something that espe...