August 28, 2009

A Brief Note: Dear Friends,

As you know, Real Life has long distracted me from working on this story. It is with great regret that I must inform you that something happened about six weeks ago that has made it highly unlikely that I shall ever continue "Shall Never See So Much". It seems that old wounds have healed at last, and an old friend has returned to me out of the shadows, and I no longer need to distract myself with such diversions. I am home again.

While this is good news for me, it is sad for the characters with whom I have so delighted in playing. I shall miss Roy and Riza, and it saddens me that I never did make it to Ishbal. But it is unfair of me to continue to keep this story active when it is so improbable that I shall ever pick it up again.

Thank you all for your dedicated readership, and your devoted reviews. I am bitterly sorry that I could not continue. I will not say, as Lear did, "Never, never, never, never, never, never, never", but I must honestly tell you "not now". Perhaps some day I will feel compelled to go on, but for the moment I must place this story, like the television programs we treasured in childhood, on "Permanent Hiatus".

Again let me express my gratitude to all those who made posting here a wonderful experience. I can only hope that I have not left you estranged and embittered.

Many thanks and fond farewell,

Stoplight Delight

The weight of this sad time we must obey:
Speak what we feel, not what we ought to say.
The oldest hath borne most: we that are young
Shall never see so much, nor live so long.
-Wm. Shakespeare, King Lear