We finished deadline, and even Wonderwoman is exhausted. After every issue we have a potluck celebration in the office kitchen, but we’ll wait until Monday to have this one because everyone is just too pooped. I’m delighted with the results. I know I’ve said this before, but even after 18 1/2 years of turning out BHM issues, I still get a big charge out of finishing a deadline for a new issue.

Even my back is feeling pretty good. Silveira and I will have a few brew tonight at my house. John had a kind of relapse yesterday into whatever miserable cold bug he has had for the past month. I’m sure a brew or two will help balance the bacteria in his gut and make him feel better. I’m glad he was okay for part of deadline because I needed his help. There are certain tasks only one person can do well, and this issue I needed his skills as a researcher and writer on very short notice for a specific article.

This issue owes a lot to a lot of people. I’ve shown photos of the staff during the past week or so, but I haven’t shown you many of the writers that contributed to the issue, such as Mas Ayoob, Claire Wolfe, Jackie Clay, Sylvia Gist, Dorothy Ainsworth, Jeff Yago, Jim Dickie, Corey Gage, Joe Knight, and Brewster Gillett. I think I’ll ask them to send me a photo so I can show them off. They provided the real meat for the issue. Without talented, thorough, honest writers like them, BHM doesn’t exist.

We’re getting close to finishing our deadline for our top secret issue. It’s all in Wonderwoman’s hands now. She’ll be working late tonight. Deadline is tomorrow noon.