I'm rather exhausted. Forgive me if I retire early and return tomorrow. I did have a small headache earlier. I am a bit overwhelmed. Other authors wish for my thoughts on their work, I reached 700 followers on Twitter and realized I have at least 3,000 readers across the net. Now there is a push to publish Book II: The Saga of Thranduil, but it is up to me to decide whether to do it before I finish the other two books. So, I'm a little tired. So much to do and think about. I hope you forgive me. I just want to rest a moment and clear my mind. I feel lonely, sometimes, too. Seems it does get more lonely the more notice I get. I just want to be little ol' me just doing my little ol' thing that I love. But I will say, I've never seen so many people wanting me to move to Scotland. I think they're trying to get rid of me.
I would start reading if I were you. This story is about to get complicated. Wait until you hear about Lasuil.
Never take your diary on a Fellowship.