New readers of this blog may not know that I intend to (almost) stop blogging when the World Series ends. It's time to write the next book.
I can hear some of you sobbing. You poor things, you. I know you'll miss me. But remember, I'll always come back (and I'll continue to post now and then). It's just that writing a novel requires my undivided attention. And you'll want to read the next book. It's going to be a zinger. (Of course, you've read the first one. Right?)
The World Series will end tonight or tomorrow night. What can I say? I have to write. It's what I do.
I can hear some of you sobbing. You poor things, you. I know you'll miss me. But remember, I'll always come back (and I'll continue to post now and then). It's just that writing a novel requires my undivided attention. And you'll want to read the next book. It's going to be a zinger. (Of course, you've read the first one. Right?)
The World Series will end tonight or tomorrow night. What can I say? I have to write. It's what I do.
1 comment:
Oh Captain our Captain......your time here winds down... we await the new book. Adieu for now.
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