The above Latin quote means judge in matters of taste.
I bow to the greater good at this moment in time, over the last few weeks it has become obvious to the blind (me) that my work lacks the grip to hold a reader. None more so than last weeks episode of the serial, from a first night of 90, a score of 120 for the week could possibly have been expected. Yet, for the rest of the week it only garnered less than 20 reads and ended on 109.
Sci-FI was an experiment, to see what I couldn't write, up until that time I had not had a terrible genre. I am not counting Erotica, as Lana was just a private joke between friends. It is obvious that Sci-Fi is not my style now, so I will leave it alone as the failed genre.
The reason for my enforced absence at the end of the month, has nothing to do with the lack of sales of stories, nor with the constant barrage of reading of people doing well, I wish you all the best in your endeavours. My reason is more basic than you can imagine, I feel I have become stale and boring :(