I said a few weeks for the next two chapters. That was in my last blog post, In November 2018.
As Douglas Adams once said, I love the sound of deadlines whooshing by me.
I didn't lie. Not on purpose, anyway. Optimism plus lousy health and relentless medical treatments that don't work aren't good bedfellows in that regard.
Anyway. The next chapter is submitted. If anyone still cares, that will be posted this coming Saturday, come hell or high water. The chapter after that, the Saturday after that, I hope. But you've seen what my promises are worth, despite the best of intentions, so take that with a boxcar full of salt.
More chapters to work on. For other stories, too. All I can say is that I haven't forgotten them, or that there's readers who like them. I'll get to it all when I can, if I can. That, I can promise.