|The pic that started it all!|
Anyway, here's my Blue II tribute!
|Retirement makes me a Grumpy Bulldog!|
|Hail to the Victors!|
|Hey Rudy, I got something for you!|
|Books are fun...and taste delicious.|
|This is my court!|
|These aren't the mascots you're looking for!|
|Saturdays, in the park...|
|May the Force be with Blue!|
|Come on, just one bite? Please?|
|Just cleaning out my locker|
|Mascotting is tiring|
|Is this parade all for me?|
|The real reason for the Super Bowl blackout...|
|Ready for my close-up!|
|Who turned out the lights?|
|I'm not a doctor but I play one on stage...|
|The name's II, Blue II...|
It seems only fitting that Blue and I are retiring at the same time. I'm only retiring from writing books, though actually I've been pretty much retired since October of last year. The absolutely dismal performance of the Scarlet Knight series up to this point has convinced me there's no point continuing with this charade. Like any good capitalist I've let the people vote with their dollars and they've voted for...someone else. (Pretty much anyone else.) I mean if after nearly a year of blathering on about the series in this blog I still couldn't sell more than 2 fucking copies, then that means something. It means the people don't care. And a writer with no audience may as well not bother to write at all.
The evidence has been there for some time; I was just too stubborn to see it. I mean even my own family reacts to my books as if I'm trying to force them to eat brussel sprouts. So, OK world, you win. I'll stop trying to force my brussel sprouts on you.
Or to illustrate how I feel more clearly:
Unlike Blue II (or Batman for that matter), I don't have a successor lined up. Though I think if I did, I'd pick a successor who didn't look like a Predator:
|Which one is Blue III and which one is the Predator?|
Always go out with a smart joke.