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It's about that time...

January 1, 2012
Posted at 9:54 pm
Updated: January 1, 2012 - 9:55 pm

This will have to be my last post of 2012, at least by me personally. That makes no sense. Never mind. Ummm...I'm still promoting my stats, for no good reason except I can. Anyone feeling insecure about themselves or their stories should look at God of Porn statistics. Or better yet, Just Plain Jane's stats. Seriously. You have to get Zen about the numbers and find a happy place doing what you love.

Find them here!

A friend of mine is taking over. His name is Peter. He's an editor by profession, not choice, and I know him personally. He has access to all my SOL accounts as well as my ASSTR website. He's not me, so don't expect him to rant very much. I've queued up as many stories and chapters as possible to make his life easier. They will appear over the next twelve months at random intervals. I updated my website as much as I could, as quickly as I could. There are a few more things I wanted to put up, but Peter knows what I want. He has the entire "rache collection" at his fingertips. Life is an unfinished business.

I won't be online. It's been a fun ride and I've been pretty lucky, all things considered. About a year ago they gave me a year to live, but I guess the accountants figured out that I'm rich and they gave me another six months. I'm assured it won't be a vacation and that suits me; I'm a workaholic by nature. That's the way it goes, right? Thanks for reading, for loving, hating, and ignoring me over the years. I met some awesome people, you know who you are, I think. I hope. I'm sorry I can't answer all of my emails.

Things I've learned: No matter how badly I write, people will still read me. No matter how well I write, someone will find a flaw. Sugar cubes are God's greatest gift. I could have lived without the internet, but gravity is pretty fucking handy. My over-priced education was worth every penny. If I could, I'd do it all over again.

Now, if you don't mind, I want to spend some time with my kids.