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Meet Ben and Amanda, starting off 'different' and dropping into a tragedy.

I promised a new story. Here it is. I hope it meets expectations.

Perhaps I confused some of you with my last blog post and the final chapters of three active stories.

I'm NOT getting out of the writing thing. I enjoy this, the idea of creating a story, bring characters to life, watching them grow and interact, AND

I enjoy hearing from my readers.

Two chapters of a new story are already at the editor's. I'll see how long I can go without a)starting another new story or b) reviving Smart Girls.

Eleven megabytes of Smart Girls stories since I opened up the first stories that would become a universe that has been pretty well received.

It's time to tie the bow on it. Yes, there are loose ends. Yes, there are story lines that would do well with expansion. But it's time.

You haven't seen the last of the Oyster, though. My flittish muse Dorable has been whispering stories in my ear for the last month and a chapter's already in the hopper. I hope you'll enjoy the new stuff as well.

Turned 70 a couple of weeks ago. Yippee!

Muse has not been helpful. Want to finish the Smart Girls universe, though, then see if something else pops up.

So it seems that 1) EVERYBODY who's comment or emailed me had noted that the story is a departure from my usual genre and 2) several of you hate it.

Sorry if you don't like it. I kinda do. You see, it's rooted in an incident in real life, brought forward forty-odd years. I HAD to write it. Really. Oh, and the real incident didn't get past the part where Jamie outlined Dil's protrusion with the sheet.

The rest is the fantasy I kept to myself for all this time. The 'Jamie' side lasted another eighteen years. I should've gone for Jenn.

And for you who just can't stomach the story, well, don't read it. 'Community' is going on, as is the saga of Bill & Haley. And there's another percolating in my mind, a triumph arising out of tragedy.