I am back on track.
"Maxfield Parrish Blues", after kicking around in my brain for a year, has finally actually been written; today was a concentrated burst of >2,000 words. There will be more - it needs fleshing out in a way that's difficult for me to do in a noisy coffeehouse where I'm acutely aware that my back and shoulders are in pain.
But there is an almost-complete story. *nods*
And by the end of the week, it will be officially done. Probably by Diesel tomorrow.
Also, there is a beer joke in it, just for Adam and Mark. Because when writers love beer snobs, that happens.