I am tempted to do a later issue that explains where I'd have taken things had the PVB not petered to near-domancy. I was just working up to some quite major stuff with a new team when most of the posters went AWOL. At the same time Shrike turned unpleasant again, making me uncomfortable utilising his cast.

Given dwindling responses and mounting pressure of other work I "parked" the writing part way through #349, though the HH Homepage actually even lists the intended chapter titles up to #350 and my plots were drawn up past #360 (which, given the way my stories tend to proliferate, meant I was good to go as far as #380 easy).

I do have one major story that I full intend to finish when the mood takes me, and that's the Herringcarp Gothic serial. I'd have done it this Hallowe'en but I didn't get the run up time to get into a dark enough mental place.




Yes?




I can't imagine how it must be to live somewhere where even your home is threatened with destruction by random weather phenomenon.




Nobody dares trick or treat to my house. In the twenty-four years I've been here I think one group made it all the way to the front door.




Indeed.