Pardon our silence.

Temporary offices of The Book Haven.

The Book Haven is not dead, though it hath slept.

After six months of increasing desperation and five successive MacBook Pros, our beloved hard drive finally expired on the surgical table of Quick Fix computer shop on El Camino. We are desperately trying to restore our many, many gigabytes of files, photos, recordings, and more, which were thought to be lost forever.

It is one of our longest silences since the humble beginnings of the Book Haven in 2009. (My goodness! Has it really been eight years?)

He gets the last word, always.

We are now working with stone tools, hastily chiseling out articles, Q&A interviews, and delicately worded emails under a deadline whip, with no access to our history or passwords except with the hard drive built into our gray matter. The Book Haven has briefly, but only briefly, been put on “hold.”

You will hear our cheerful voice again when we are restored to the 21st century. We hope you miss us, and hope you agree with Don Pedro in Much Ado About Nothing: “Your silence most offends me, and to be merry best becomes you, for out o’ question you were born in a merry hour.” We were, we were.

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