For the first time ever, I’ve missed a scheduled post of a chapter in my serialized stories on this blog. I apologize to any readers who were disappointed.

It was a case of force majeure — I spent last night and this morning in a hospital. Not to worry, though: the hospital staff ran tests and eliminated all the serious likely causes. What was left over is a problem that doesn’t even require drugs to treat. Which in a way is a pity, because I keep hoping someday I’ll have a non-serious ailment that requires seriously fun drugs. Not this time, though.

As the Wyrm Tyrns will be back with a new chapter next Friday. If you haven’t already started reading it, you can start here.

Not what happened to me, just funny. Dr. Elisha Perkins used these metal tractors to treat the electrical fluid behind many diseases circa 1802