Daphne lives in a closet at an undisclosed location and subsists on feedback and pickles. She is fond of all her stories and tries never to write the same thing twice.

Balthasar's Extract went on and on, a lot farther than she'd ever imagined, but for Daphne the trip was well worth it.

Daphne wonders why more people haven't read Palukhistan.

Now that Daphne's posted Evi's diary, aka Balthasar's Extract, and fondly imagined she'd now retire and devote herself to reading other writers' stories, the silly girl finds a couple of new plots revolving in her head. So maybe it isn't over yet.

Meanwhile, Daphne notices with pleasure that every day there are a few dozen hits on her stories. She supposes that these readers may feel that it's way too late to make a public comment. Even so, she'd love to know more about what readers like best, or even like least, about the things she writes, and so invites readers to PM her, or drop her an e-mail note at [email protected]

Hugs, y'all. Daphne