After such an extended sojourn, I wouldn't be surprised if I'm talking to an empty room at this point, but to those of you still hanging around, you have Frodo's thanks, and a degree of my concern. Touching as it is, keeping Frodology permanently open and pressing F5 every half hour or so probably isn't the most productive use of your time! Surely there are some heathens you could be converting?
Anyway, I went on holiday several weeks ago, and then I came back. At that point, rather than picking the baton back up and preachin' the Good Word, I said to myself 'screw it, I'm going on another holiday'. So I did. And I'd definitely recommend it.
In the mean time, I started to channel my creative energy towards another project, and Frodology (but not Frodo) fell by the wayside. What is this secret, fun, new project, I read myself asking? After being told by at least two people that they would pay money to read things I've written (not much, but some), I decided I'd try my hand at writing a novel. Because, hey, if nothing else, that's like 2 x $12.99. Unless it never comes to fruition, or is (as I suspect it will be) totally unworthy of publication, and then it will be 2 x a fat lot of nothing. But that's still better than 1 x a fat lot of nothing.
I learned math good.
So finding myself with a limited supply of time and the imaginary disapproval of Stephen King if I didn't put down at least 2,000 words a day, I set to it. Currently I'd guess I'm about 25% of the way through a first draft. Still a long way to go, but enough to sit back, take stock, and realize how many things I've been neglecting due to my delusions of near competence.
So, in short, Frodology is not dead. I do plan to keep posting here (and I hope CodewordConduit will too if she's still reading somewhere), albeit not at the frequency I was maintaining before. I still have things to say, many of them funny, and some of them free.
Meanwhile, while no one was looking, Frodology received its 7,000th hit, thanks mainly to the intrepid Googlers responsible for such insightful search terms as dwarf sexuality, flis navi dad (I think that's just bad Spanish), and hollow man 3. What can I say, I guess I'm not the only one yearning to see Kevin Bacon tackle yet another terrible role with his enormous nostrils.
Frodo be with you, and I'll see ya'll soon.
