"Well. You're all caught up now..." -- The Adventure Zone.
I've finally come full circle and reached the first story I ever posted here, One Muddled Mid-Morning in a Mystery Vessel. And apparently, I can't unearth the link for you because Steemit will only let me trawl backwards through my own archives for no longer than five months. However, I did keep a copy.
The Blasts From the Past you have seen posted here are representative of four years (and a bit) of prompts, mental gymnastics, and the usual soupcon of blood, sweat, and/or tears. Four years, four novels, and an incalculable amount of innumeracy when it comes to sequential counting.
At my best calculations, I have been very bad at numbers eight times. And this means, since I can't go through ALL my archives, that a future Instant of mine will suddenly have a non-sequential serial number.
This means I've managed to catch up and correct everything in my archive file, and you finally get an accurate count of just how many of these bizarre little tales I've told over the years.
I am now open for questions. If y'all ask one interesting enough, it may turn up on this blog as a long-form answer.
Thank you for reading, and tell your friends I exist.
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