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A blogpost can be an intimidating thing.  I must have something pertinent to say -- or awe-inspiring, glorious, or just downright timeless.  Or if a book update, it better say something incredible like -- Book Four coming out tomorrow: NY Times already calls it the greatest achievement of the twenty-first century!  Yeah, not quite there yet.

Another fear of the dreaded book blog:  it clearly means I've been writing.  Right?  Well, not exactly.  I suppose saying it's been on my mind lately won't help; or everything has its season; or the complexities of starting a new job endeavor has robbed me of my story-telling qualities.  So no more excuses.  But it has entered my mind more and more, and that's a good thing.  My short prelude is done, and part of the first chapter, but now I am getting ideals on the next step -- the next several steps.  I've known the beginning and end of each book in the series for a while now, but there is much to say in-between.  Those times sometimes take long thought.  Maybe I'm part Ent.

So here I will put this NEW blog entry out for the world to see and open that untitled Book Four file.  It's time to write.

And a thank you to those who took the time to read the Outcast Alliance series --  how ever far you got -- and a surprise few who purchased these last couple months.  And BTW, I'm still looking for some reviews; so let me know if interested, or just post them on Amazon or Nook when you can.  Peace out!

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