Off the Grid

It wasn't our intention to leave you in suspense for so long; we know readers are clamoring for the thrilling climax to our previous post, "The Great Screech-in". But the bestowing of honorary Newfoundlandership is not something that can be dealt with casually or briefly, especially when Walter Penton is the master of ceremonies, and the literary schedule is further complicated by our imminent but temporary exit from the grid. No cellphones, no 3G, no wifi, no teevee. Bliss. More on where we're headed later, but here's a clue: