As much as it seems that time is infinite, especially when you’re able (or forced) to jump around in it, forward and backward, it’s not infinite. There’s only so much time we’re allotted. And when you look at the trip you’re taking, from that rare vantage point outside the “venue,” it looks pretty small.
Life in 2008 has it’s demands, right now. Work, family, all of it coming before telling the story, and as you can imagine, keeping notes, reading notes and sorting the whole thing out is getting harder and harder. But enough about my problems.
I’ve gotten enough emails asking if I’m here, or in 1933, that I wanted to post and say STILL HERE and NOW! 
People at work aren’t even asking about my “go-bag” anymore.
I had started Chapter 7 a few weeks ago, but looking at it today, when I sat down to write, I realized it’s really the end of Chapter 6, so it’s now tacked on there.
Without spoiling, I have to warn you, that things may be taking a turn you’re probably not expecting. I have no idea if it will make the story more or less interesting for you, but it’s the story. I hope it accomplishes the former, and not the latter.
As always, thanks for reading.
