Not really a break. I'm just planning for a new book. After a week of planning its pretty clear that a single week won't be enough to create a book of the level i want to make so the break will now end after another two weeks, or i will post an update then if i need any more time.
I thankyou for your patience and i hope you look forward to the new project i'm working on.
PS: For those wondering, I have up to chapter 75 on Fear-Fuelled Thief, and then up to Chapter 19 on a book called Heart-Beat.
Also there's a word count requirement so here is some random sonnets i have used to fill the space.
A SONNET BY ANONYMOUS
My textbook duck, you inspire me to write.
How I love the way you moo, sting and eat,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming about the merry crete.
Let me compare you to a cold crowbar?
You are more funny and more excited.
Small storms whip the twiglets of October,
And autumntime has the blighted knighted.
How do I love you? Let me count the ways.
I love your bold hands, hands and eyelashes.
Thinking of your slighted hands fills my days.
My love for you is the old backslashes.
Now I must away with a sunny heart,
Remember my all words whilst we're apart.
Stolen from its rightful author, this tale is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings.
A SONNET BY ANONYMOUS
My happy house, you inspire me to write.
How I love the way you run, trot and drool,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming about the public school.
Let me compare you to a biting arch?
You are more fighting, romantic and strange.
Hot clouds dull the flappy flowers of March,
And the springtime has the nappy oil change.
How do I love you? Let me count the ways.
I love your fraught eyebrows, thigh and eyebrows.
Thinking of your sappy thigh fills my days.
My love for you is the exciting vows.
Now I must away with a scrappy heart,
Remember my good words whilst we're apart.
A SONNET BY ANON
My scary wolf, you inspire me to write.
I love the way you flap, roar and waddle,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming about the cutaway model.
Let me compare you to a mad clover?
You are more cheerful, active and superb.
Pink storms whip the twiglets of October,
And autumntime has the bad healing herb.
How do I love you? Let me count the ways.
I love your glad hands, toenails and humour.
Thinking of your sad toenails fills my days.
My love for you is the loathsome schumer.
Now I must away with a blazing heart,
Remember my stink words whilst we're apart.
A SONNET BY ANONYMOUS
My pale flower, you inspire me to write.
How I love the way you hide, walk and bark,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming about the chatter mark.
Let me compare you to a brainy tune?
You are more grainy, thundery and keen.
Neat sun heats the rainy peaches of June,
And summertime has the cindery sheen.
How do I love you? Let me count the ways.
I love your eyebrows, eyelashes and style.
Thinking of your eyelashes fills my days.
My love for you is the veiny blunt file.
Now I must away with a zany heart,
Remember my hot words whilst we're apart.