Yes, you read that right. While the story itself has more or less run its course, there are a slew of side stories that I want to write to accompany it. Additionally, I still have an epilogue to write. I just wanted to take a moment and calm your fears, to reassure you that there is more to come.

So, I'm in the field right now. The rules are that any time we are out of our vehicles, we have to wear full body armor. Unfortunately, it is very hard to use the bathroom in a porta-john in full kit. So to circumvent this annoyance, tonight I decided to sneak under the cover of darkness to the loo.

What do you think happened next?

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I've played with scorpions, kicked explosives, slept in places I never imagined possible, and have made serious headway on several of my stories, one of which will be out soon.

Soon there will be pictures and stories, one I get decent signal.

Personally, I blame the free time.

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Boom.

Also boom. A sonic Rainboom, that is.

This one will be titled "The Walking Wounded" and will be about how, even after they come home, some soldiers never leave the battle field. Not all wounds bleed, and not all scars can be seen.

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Confession

I blame this confession on my recent story about a receptionist. All of this talk of death and dying tends to do that. At any rate, here it is.

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Also, for reference purposes, this story shall henceforth be referred to simply as "receptionist". I'm lazy, and the title is rather long. But, on to the point.

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By the time you read this, I will have (hopefully) posted the revised and significantly expanded first chapter. There have been some significant changes to the

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It's titled "My life as a receptionist in the afterlife" and is pretty short, and highly unrefined. By that, I mean it lacks any of my usual polish work, being that I wrote it on a tablet in two days. Once I'm out of the desert and back at my computer, I'll begin to refine it and smooth it out a bit, and may even add to it.

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