It’s time for me to move on.  (No, not from the blog.)

For the past several weeks, I’ve blogged, Facebooked, and Tweeted about my so-called “secret project.”

I called it that for a reason.  I knew if I talked too much about this project, and it ultimately failed to become viable, I’d feel even more heartache than if I’d stayed quiet.  It was too much to hope for, that I’d get this off the ground.

In point of fact, my secret project was a mission to save Oracles Promise.  (For those newer followers, this was my second book.  The one I wrote just previous to the one I’m currently revising.)

My journey with this book has been long, rocky, and paved with break-ups and reunions.  I outlined the completed draft in painstaking detail.  (There’s a reason it came out at a whopping 95 pages long.)  I did this in an attempt to see where I could expand, where plots and characters could be added in.  This would be (to quote the Scott Pilgrim poster) “an epic of epic epicness” when completed.  Something akin to Tokien’s masterpiece, The Lord of the Rings.  (I can delude myself well.)

The world at large will never know these characters, or their story.  But they’ve been my companions on the rockiest stretch of my writing journey thus far.  In a way, they were there to comfort me and shelter me in the wake of losing my father and growing up.  (Something which I’ll contend I’ve yet to fully do.)

Thanks everyone for your support through all of this.