Well, this didn't work out nearly as well as I had hoped. I haven't had anyone tell me a story for three weeks, and while I meant to write about some of my own, it's not very interesting to tell my own stories. My old man has some AMAZING Vietnam stories, but he hasn't sent me any, either. Hell, I could just write a biography of his life, and it would be worth reading, and maybe I'll revisit that idea if he comes out to see me this summer.
For now, though, I'm not planning on trying to keep up with Drake's Tales. It just isn't working out the way I had planned, and I'm too busy to throw time into it simply as a vanity project. I really thought I would have had more people sending me stories, but it just hasn't happened.
But I'm not really upset. It was an experiment, and it was fun while it lasted, but I think the guy was right when he noted that people who can't write in the first place are not likely to take the time to tell an entire story in an email. I still get to write to my heart's content, because Drake's Flames is doing just fine, and I'll keep this live just in case I ever get a bug up my ass and decide to try it again. Hell, if I suddenly get more stories, I'll write 'em up, because it's fun as hell.
And if I never write anything here again, it can fade quietly into the dark recesses of the Internet, never to be seen except by people who make typos in Google searches. I guess I have to disagree with Def Leppard - I would rather fade away than burn out.
Thanks for reading.