I Will Always Be Back

I received an email from one of Ishtarria's friends querying if my irregular posting is the result of having lost the drive or desire required to complete my book online.

I would like to confirm that the reverence that I carry in my heart and soul for this wonderful phase of my life, and the hard work that I have already put into the writing of my book online, make the finishing of what I have started a foregone conclusion . It's my demanding new job, however, and the difficulties of reliving the pain of the parts to come that are behind this irregular posting. However, to all the readers of Ishtarria I say: trust that I will certainly be back, irrespective of the lengthy periods of my absences. Please bear with me.

I am on the final touches of the next post. Will publish it in a few days.

Comments

Anonymous said…
I love the blog that you have. I was wondering if you would link my blog to yours and in return I would do the same for your blog. If you want to, my site name is American Legends and the URL is:

www.americanlegends.info

If you want to do this just go to my blog and in one of the comments just write your blog name and the URL and I will add it to my site.

Thanks,
David
2/26/2007 4:15 PM
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1/13/2011 10:05 PM
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