I’ve been gone for a while. That’s because I have been writing my upcoming novel, “My Slip Was Pink.” Thank goodness it was a cold winter. That justifies my agoraphobia. Generally, I find quaint, weird places outside of my apartment to write. Due to the frigid temperatures, I curled up in my bed with my Mac Air, dog, and bag of Doritos. Ugh! So, now I need a support group for fellow writers who are blinded by the light of day. And a weight loss clinic. How did you spend the winter? I would like to know.