As you may know, Lisa recently moved to a remote location. I’m not at liberty to disclose her exact whereabouts, but I can confirm that the transition to rural living has been difficult, and categorically deny the witness-protection rumor. I can also pass along what little communication I’ve received from her. Suffice it to say that her bucolic new lifestyle has come with some technological limitations.

On April 22 I received the following fax, written in dirt or blood:

“Day 9. Could you look up what color those berries were in Into the Wild? Green, right?”

Several days later a remarkably hardy carrier pigeon arrived on my windowsill, bearing a more encouraging message:

“The raccoons have named me their queen. Ugh, more responsibilities.”

I'm glad to report that Lisa has apparently since found her way to civilization. Yesterday I received a brief telegram:

“SURVIVING ON SALTINES AND RAINWATER STOP CANT BELIEVE TELEGRAMS STILL EXIST STOP THOUGHT THEY WERE JUST OPPTY FOR CHEAP JOKES STOP”

At this rate, Lisa should be able to establish a telephone connection sometime this fall and dial-up Internet by early 2013. All of which is to say you might not hear much from her for a while. And since she can’t really promote her Spellman books by smoke signal,* let me take this opportunity to recommend the newly released paperback of our book, Heads You Lose, instead.

David Hayward

* Mysteriously, she’s still able to tweet.