In his spare time, the Bear has been hard at work on a project he expects to unveil in the next day or two. It's a little something special he hopes you'll enjoy, so you might want to check back. If you follow Twitter, you can always get your dose of misfirings of the 450 gram ursine brain that way.
Other than that, there's plinking away at the sequel, working title "Departed for a Season," and actually trying to halfway live up to his Benedictine oblate obligations, at least by sometimes singing his LOTH. The Bear is living proof that you can be a lousy Catholic and still be a Catholic ephemerist.
Judging Angels is about bad Catholics who just don't get much help from the Church, and no longer expect to. They're spiritually on empty, and coasting along on whatever momentum they still have. Some try more than others, but none enough.
The Bear cannot imagine what is left to say about this pope, indeed, if that what the man is. His mission is to set the Catholic Church on Easy Mode, and everything is mercy, and Catholics are only held accountable on liberal social issues, and only some Catholics at that. Mostly evil northerners who used their magical powers to turn South America into an entire continent afloat on a sea of corruption and self-pity.
But what can you expect of a continent that has only one breed of Bear, and a pretty miserable specimen at that?
If the Bear offended anyone with his broad brush stereotyping of South America, well, you shouldn't have given us one Jorge Bergoglio. The Bear holds you ultimately responsible, South America. And your weakling Spectacled Bears who did not handle matters when they had the chance.
Just give the Bear a few days to get back into the groove. He is feeling a nostalgia for the early days of his ephemeris, back when he had five readers and spent a whole day on a piece. The Bear doubts we'll see more long, well-researched articles like on the Bath Township School Massacre. And, frankly, there are more knowledgeable people writing on Pope Francis. The Bear's always been more the color commentary guy, anyway.
He's just sick of Francis. And he assumes you are, too.
But George Martin is five books up on the Bear. Bear must write quickly. It's a race to see who drops dead from an over-eating related disease last.