The Chronicle excitement continued this week as another envelope arrived from the mother ship.

It’s always exciting to see that return address.

The thrill makes me hungry.

The excitement makes me hurry.

The anticipation drives me crazy.

The contents make me happy.

In this case, the contents were a letter from our editor, the amazing Bridget Watson Payne.

And (drumroll please), the Chronicle fall catalog.

Beautiful, as always, and as always, full of beautiful books.

And ONE book by two nobodies from the Eastern Shore of Maryland.

Is it beautiful? You be the judge. I’m afraid we’re terribly biased.

Right there next to Did Jew Know?

This thing just keeps getting more and more real every day.

Next up: the arrival of the advance copies, which they say could happen any day now.

We have taken up residence on the front porch. The mailman fears us.

Though I suppose that’s nothing new.