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Dec 15 th may decide to delete this blog.

Time to throw in the towel, perhaps. This blog has not really got me going anywhere. I must admit defeat. Move on to greener pastures.

I am not a very good blogger. Book sales have stalled. No Part 3 can be released next year. It is next to impossible.

Will I miss it? Yes, somewhat. Blogging is addictive in some forms. You always hope to have one blog that may spark a few hundred hits in one day. Although, this has never happened to me.

I believe only one blog garnered 50 or so hits. I even had someone who monitors the action on blogs, respond back to me, telling me of congratulations!

It is time to pack in the bags. I will wait until Dec. 15 th. Then start the slow, tedious, process. Who knows, I may give out my last and final blog with a big bang!

To all the viewers, thanks for your support over this time.

Till next time.. All good things must come to an end, as the old saying goes, somethings a little quicker than others...


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