Going offline

 The Darkest Hour


There is a proverb that says the darkest hour is before dawn.
If I was to believe that, I could hope that next year could see me earn a publishing contract for my romance novel, as I said if I believed the proverb but with odds of 6,000 - 1 against me I am not holding any hopes.

This is my darkest hour, I don't know why I write this blog anymore, come to that why I write my short stories; nobody buys them or reads the free blog.

By the end of May 2022, I will have no e-books for sale on either Amazon or Draft2Digital; I won't miss the $0.30 cents a month I used to make with sales.

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