Today is New Years Day in the United States, Great Britain, Canada, Australia, New Zealand and elsewhere (although PG may be a little fuzzy about the effects of the International Date Line and whether it may 2020, 2021, 2022 or still 1960 in Australia or not).
The traditional book biz was trying to sell books as Christmas presents, but after that, it really went dark.
PG doesn’t know whether regaining his sanity after this strange year is a hopeless endeavor or not, but a day off can’t hurt that process (or make it worse).
PG wishes one and all a good/better/best 2021 and he will be back tomorrow providing that he has not devolved into a pool of primeval slime before then, in which case, he may need to spend another day evolving back to the point of at least limited coherence.