Yeah, I tried to work through some very upsetting family business but I can't keep it up right now. My uncle passed away unexpectedly over the weekend. The wake is today, the funeral is tomorrow, and my family is acting like the cast of Val Lewton's Bedlam. I might as well come out with it since trying to maintain some sense of privacy meant losing some paying writing jobs with nasty comments from my usual employers. The non-paying gigs were much more respectful than the "Robert's a machine and [redacted]'em if he can't deliver" cash money jobs. Maybe I'll get some apologies today. I'm not holding my breath.