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I don’t have it all figured out yet. I don’t know where my life is headed.
What I do know is that I’m going to move out of this giant house, and into
something more my style. I’m going to keep it a secret, though. I may stay in
the area, or I may leave, but I need to return to a life of anonymity, if only
for a little while. At the end of this year, I’ll post one more entry onto
this website, and then I’ll cease. I don’t have my own social media, and I’ll
be severing my ties with the publicists. I’ve bequeathed the rights to an
appropriate party for the novel, and the stage musical that Nick wrote. I
won’t be telling you who they are, but perhaps they’ll reveal themselves later
on. It will have nothing to do with me. The lawyer came by this morning to
officialize what I already know. All of the specimen money comes to me. I’ll
be continuing to donate it to various charities, then using what little is
left to protect myself from scrutiny and exposure. I may end up going back to
work, or I’ll just lead a modest life, in a modest town. To be clear, while I
was closely associated with Nick and Dutch, I was not one of them. I have
never traveled to other worlds, and I don’t have any powers. If you come after
me, it will get you nowhere. Both of them are dead, and that is all over. They
could have stayed here, and contributed so much more to the world, but you
ruined it. Not all of you, of course, but enough. You made it so difficult to
find peace, and I’m not going to keep that burden hanging from my neck.
Neither of them would want that for me. Hmm. I guess I was wrong. I do have a
pretty good idea where my life is headed. I’m just not going to tell all of
you about it anymore. I sincerely hope that you all find the happiness that
you’re looking for too.
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