First of, perhaps of few, intermittent updates

Yes, as the title of this entry denotes, I'm not certain of how many of these I'll do. Fact is, I'm quite overwhelmed, contentedly overwhelmed as it were, with work as well as so many pardonable domestic affairs at the moment -but how I keep forgetting that lawn! Nevertheless, as I have quite recently, indeed, finally, made an honest attempt at advertising my book, perhaps a bit primitively -for I had to learn the irascible art of sharing links! good heavens, how many times my contraption ended upon the floor, for my cat, lovely chap, how he hissed! but I digress, now that I've actually taken that fateful step, I might as well go ahead and announce to all of you out there, all two of you -the best people in the world no doubt- that I'm indeed working on Book III, and for any and all two of you, who might be curious as it were, to know of Joe's future and what that means in regards to his countless conflicts -oh, but he is cute isn't he, taking everything so seriously- I can only say things will get a bit interesting this time. On a different note, it's come to my attention that there is indeed another author who goes by the name Liam James, only he's written upwards of forty, fifty selections, all thriving no doubt, giving all sorts of expert advice. Upon learning of this revelation, my cat woke me, the small hours of the night, querying me thus: "What if your two followers mix up his selections with yours?" Well, this no doubt put me in quite a tizzy, fair reader, an awful fright, until I actually surveyed his titles, at which point, I responded with a yawn, "My deer cat, this man writes of curing anxiety, depression and so forth, whereas I write to create it." And with that, I powered down the ol' dial up, grabbed my nightcap and bid him goodnight.