End of an Era
This blog appears to have exhausted itself while I have been busy writing actual things in hopes of making actual money. Oh, I mean – it’s my art, it’s all about my art. I’m working on the craft, you know? And if I make some money some day, so be it.
I will maintain a light presence over at my new home space, mostly writing about writing, words, and books, and occasionally putting my neuroses on display.
I have enjoyed the pleasure of meeting all of you through this most strange medium, and appreciate the feedback, the laughs, the pulp fiction, and the marmosets, more than I can express.
Godspeed, best wishes, and all good things to you, my readers.
Warmly,
Barely Knit Together


awwwwwwwww
I remember the feedback, the laughs, the pulp fiction and the marmosets like it was yesterday… I was in my office. It was dawn The sun hit my face like only a no good thug can. Yellow and skin burning hot.
That was when she entered. A marmoset dame like nothing I’d ever seen before…
What was that – the end of an earache?
I feel bad now, for not calling in more often.
Wowsers. I come back and you go away! At least you’re doing something so wonderful and productive that i can hardly fault you for going. Good luck BKT! You’re well loved from here!
Bob
You can come back though, right? I have. Sometimes you just need a bit of a break. In my case, I was abducted by oiled models and forced to live in luxury for nine months. It was hell. But I will battle through.