Okay, to state it bluntly: after fifteen years of not selling worth a fig, the failure of my last (and final) novel did me in, so I'm hanging up my spurs, riding off into the sunset, paddling the River Styx; any metaphor will do.

I'll always cherish the folks I've come to know here, and from time to time may I pop in to say hello.

So long, gentle people, and pax.