Ahem. I have learnt of many things during my time on Wattpad. The alt-code to type an em-dash. The tyrannical dominance of the bad-boy. The fact that Wattpad thinks Australians can't spell. And so on.
And one thing I have gradually, painfully learnt, from repeated, continual experience, beyond any shadow of a doubt, is that I am absolutely, woefully, utterly, completely incapable of having even the faintest clue of how much longer a book is going to take me to finish. No idea. None. Nada.
Zip.
Zero.
Zilch.
In other words, The F-Files is still not done. It's closer to being done. You know, time's arrow and all that stuff. But not done yet.
Therefore, ipso facto, The Poor Baristas remain on hold, for the moment. More chapters will happen, at some point in the not-too-distant future. Long before jet-packs get here, anyway. Honest.
Thank you for your patience.
YOU ARE READING
The Four Baristas: Double Shot
Science FictionSomething is brewing in the galaxy, and it's not a double shot of espresso. With the dust barely settled after the last near-Armageddon, the four baristas are called back into action, even though the four have become three. With a little help from...
