Download file I'm stuck. Plunked in the mud. Stopped in the cold. Brain dull. Struggling to decide which wine is the ASF wine of the year. Such decisions. But the real one that has brought me to the knees is a blank page. What do I write for the post script on the French version of The Book? I keep on staring at that page. What do I want to say to the country who still produces the lion's share of wines I want to drink? My publisher requested that I address in a few words, maybe 1000 or so, how the wine world has changed since I started the book in 2005. "What do you want to say to the French?" he asked. "Why it was so important to be published in France?" Good question. But it was. And is. When my French agent told me that her country wasn't interested in wine and not interested in what an American woman thinks about wine, I went around her and targeted the publisher I wanted, Jean Paul Rocher. My statement is due on Monday. What is it that blocks me? Is it the fear of sounding like an imbecile? Maybe. Is it the fear that I have said all I have to say and it's time for the ice floe? Perhaps. Or is it that I am so of hero worship, that I fear I'll come off like some blubbering sentimental fool about the importance of terroir and authenticity of wine. Because really, is it so important? So that's where we are tonight. And if you have any ideas to help me out here, I'll be very happy, grateful, to hear them.