Apologies for the radio silence. Sadly, I wasn't abducted by aliens. No, I've just been in and out of hospital this year. The good news is that I'm on the mend (touch wood). Book 22 is finished, and I just need to review the changes. Similarly, the audio for Book 21 just needs to be reviewed. So these will be out soon, I just don't know when.
I won't bore you with the medical details (mostly because I don't really understand what the doctors are saying. I had a go running their letters through google translate, but even their mighty AI gave up in bafflement), but the one part that's relevant is that I can't really use my right hand. Typing is next to impossible, except one-handed, and a few wrong keystrokes led to me being locked out of all my accounts. Mobility is returning, but until it does, I'm not going to publish. I'm worried that instead of editing with a critical eye/ear, I'd just be reading/listening.
You know the saying about silver linings? I have discovered dictation. I don't think it would work for a final draft, but for outlines, it's perfect, and I finished the outline for Book 23 last night. Originally, this book was going to focus on the pilgrimage, but with the current state of the world, and myself, I'd rather write something different. So this book is, instead, a journal, but a private one, written by Bill for Daisy and Annette, and no one else, to read when they are older. It explains what those early months of building a new nation were like (that part is more for Daisy, obviously. The lessons in leadership are more for Annette). It's set over three months, and ends with... Nah, I'm not going to say. :D I began fleshing the story out this morning, and am reasonably happy now calling this a first draft. I usually do three drafts before the editing begins, so this might work out as a way of speeding up the writing process.
Since it has taken me an hour to write this, tapping away, one fingered with my left hand, I'll leave it there.
I hope you are well, and thanks for your patience.
Frank :)