On Thursday, I finished my book. It's still -- tentatively -- titled "Love Chemistry," and I'm still looking for a good subtitle that explains that the book is about all the ways oxytocin lets us bond, trust and love.

Someone said to me recently, "I bet you'll be glad when it's finished." But I'm not. I loved writing it and wish I could have worked on it for six more months. I was finding new research on the very last day!

The manuscript is in the hands of my editors at Amacom books; I don't have a publication date yet. I can't wait.

Now, I'll shift the focus back to this blog, and keep reporting, explaining and ruminating. But now, I'm on vacation. I'm writing this in a wonderful old bed and breakfast in New Orleans, while lightning and thunder crash outside.