To my neglected fans,
Writing is once more a thing in my life.
For too long a piece of my mind, body, and soul has been missing. At last, day by day, word by precious word, it is returning.
The wait will not be for naught. Something special in on the way. One little orc is speaking and singing and dancing and questioning as loudly and as persistently as ever.
Mojo and muse and magic is a part of my night and stars and moon once more.
Wait just a little longer, my friend, for by the Tales of Many orcs is not over just yet.