I need to explain something, and I hope you guys understand. Just about now the story is when I had a seizure. I lay unconscious on the floor for an hour or so, till my son came in. Scared the hell out of him, I tell you.
The problem is from that point on a few things happened. It took me a long time for the next couple of episodes. I couldn’t remember who anybody was. I also had to go back to try picking up the story line. Walt was a life saver. I just found it difficult to write the story, so I went looking for a ghost writer.
That’s why the guy who said he didn’t recognize the writing would have been correct if it had been the last couple of weeks worth of writing, which you haven’t read yet. Anyway my ghost writer has been my uncle. He and I sort of worked together to finish the story. He would asked what I thought, then he would write it on my computer, with my simple word processor anyway he wanted. I honestly still have problems with understanding what he wrote but it’s because I can’t remember shit.
He also was very uncomfortable writing sex scenes, so this is pretty dry reading. This is a bit of a spoiler but I’m not writing the story and it is about to end.
Now let me say I have love ever one of the bits and pieces. We have written something over a million words together all of us. So pat yourselves on the back. I enjoyed writing it. I enjoyed your comments, and I especially enjoyed the guesses as to what came next. If I hadn’t already have written ahead I would have used more of your ideas and less of my own. So I applaud you each and everyone.
This is going on the blog, I don’t know how Walt will handle SOL’s ending, but I wanted to tell you before uncle Fred’s episodes stated to show up. I wish each and everyone of you all the luck in the world.
You have been wonderful readers and I hope friends.
Cindy the carnie girl.