Even though, beginning today, I am posting new material on the blog, I haven't crossed any picket lines. True, the Writer's strike goes on, and last month I mistakenly thought it was over, because I got a letter from a writer. My bad. So, there was another literary drought, I grew a beard, and the whole thing was pretty relaxing, all in all. But just yesterday I reached an independent agreement with the writers: I won't write any movies or television shows, and they won't write about criminal defense.
So. No more drought. Happy New Year.