Time seems to be consuming my time. I look at what I am doing and wonder if anyone is reading this? The analytics given by the hosting site says I have some traffic, but it can’t say if it is people reading or just accidentally going to my site or worse bots trolling the web. I am an old fat white man (if you consider 46 old). In that time, I have only accomplished a very few things. Among them are this site (yes, that is just how sad my list would be if I typed it down). now I find myself typing a scene in a book where an older brother nearly beats his younger brother to death over aspirin (context is king). I wonder just what people think about what I am writing. I don’t Take praise well. It makes me want to stop what I am doing. I don’t know why. Here we are at the end of the year and a new year just hours away and all I can do is think about how many hours I have before I go back to work. (Man, this got dark.)
I will have chapter three in the Book with No Name Volume 2 posted by 2pm (EDST). After I took all the unwanted story changes from it the chapter came together into something that fits the tone of the story. When I start chapter four it will be the change of story that almost happened with chapter three. In it we will finally see Bill as the Scarlet Knight as well as the return of two characters from the first volume.
There will be another story in the Jesus and Margret story then both the order story line and their story line will have a crossover of sorts. They will be telling the story of how magic left the world but from different sides. If I can work the story out then the story line I named “Clothes make the Clan” will be posted tonight.
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