Fare thee well, fellow scribblers

SamScribble

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Recently, I almost died. It had been on the cards for a while, but it was still a bit of a surprise when it happened. One moment I had a bit of a sore back; the next I had six separate departments at a major hospital fighting over who got to play with me next. Most of the ‘procedures’ were not especially pleasant. And for several days there I had no idea who I was or where I was. However, between the various teams they managed to sort of pull me back from the edge. But the stay is at best only temporary. After seven weeks, they announced that there probably wasn’t much more that they could do, and they sent me home with enough drugs to stock a small pharmacy and instructions to call an ambulance if any of four things happened. I don’t think I shall. The ambulance will just take me back to the hospital and we will go though the whole business again. I think it might be preferable to just slip away as quietly as I can.

I first tried my hand at writing erotica many years ago. I was encouraged to give it a go by the then head of one of the mainstream publishers. She was a fan of erotica and she thought that I might be quite good at writing it. She was wrong. As any of you who have read any of my little tales will know they are not especially erotic. That said, I like to think that some of them are quite entertaining. And, on the whole, they are at least quite well crafted.

When my end comes, I suspect that it may come swiftly. I am not expecting to have time for drawn-out farewells. So perhaps consider yourselves farewelled in advance. I may post another story or two. But I think it is rather unlikely.

Fare thee well, fellow scribblers. Have fun. And try to be kind to each other.
 
Wow, sorry to hear this. I commend you on your strength in knowing its time and not wanting to keep dragging it out. Best wishes to you and yours, and this isn't the end, just the first step in the next journey.
 
Perhaps it's just the next chapter, Sam. I trust it'll be one you get to write about... somewhere.
 
See ya for if and when it happens. I wouldn't wanna prolong anything more than it took to get my affairs in order, anyway. It was nice knowing ya, and tell Ogg we said whassup.
 
I’m sorry that we don’t really know each other. But that doesn’t mean that I can’t wish you well and hope for the outcome you clearly want.

A reminder to us all that life is short and easily wasted on crappy unimportant things.

Good luck in the next chapter.

Em
 
Whatever else happens, your stories will live on. They are now forever in cyberspace, a fragment of your soul that will live on, no matter what.
I wish you a miraculous recovery, but if not, may you find some great tales and plenty of ink and paper wherever it is that you will go and wherever it is where all of us will follow one day.

Much love and compassion from me and may the universe smile on you, fellow scribbler.
 
I don't know you, Sam, but your mettle speaks for itself. I hope your regrets are few, and your next adventure fulfilling.
 
Sorry to hear this, Sam; I'll miss you. Too bad we didn't get to meet halfway, then, in Tahiti; I would have enjoyed speaking to you in person. You will always live on in your little tales here at Lit. Farewell, friend.
 
We can't all go out on our own terms. Keep your chin up and your powder dry and smile your way toward what comes next.

It's been a pleasure writing with you.:coffee: Take care.
 
Thanks for sharing, Sam, but good for you, going out on your own terms. It's been fun, I'm going to miss you - it was fun going monster hunting together down at Tex's too - just wish we could have met in person.

And screw posting something sad - I'll go with something that's a lot more me - see you in the next incarnation, and hold a seat for me. I'll be along eventually - with my own coffee, a pet drop bear, and a few chupacabras. LOL.

 
I don't know you very well, obviously.

And I am saddened of course to hear this.

We all have to face our end eventually.

I hope I can face mine as bravely.

I wish you well. Live what's left of your time to the fullest.
 
Sam - I enjoyed the time I had with you. Thank you for taking a moment to let us know what happened. Many people were asking about you and missed you.
To have a real choice when it comes to the end of this life can be a blessing. I hope that you are able to spend however much time you have left doing what you enjoy, around people or other creatures you enjoy.
Scribble on, in whatever form comes next.
 
"Play it, Sam."

This time, getting the quote right.

Go well into the setting sun, my friend.

Best wishes, EB.
 
Farewell. Those are graceful and gracious words. I'll do my best to heed them.

Your words remind me of the last line of The Lord of the Rings, after Sam says goodbye to Frodo at the Grey Havens and returns to his home, the Shire, to his wife, Rose.

"He drew a deep breath. 'Well, I'm back,' he said."

Simon
 
Well, that's a real bugger, Sam. I hope you do an Ogg, and manage to confound the medical profession.

Take care, and keep in touch as long as you can.
 
I am sorry to hear it. Words always seem quite inadequate for something like this, but I hope your remaining time is peaceful and spent in good company.
 
When it's my time to shuffle on, I hope I go with the same style and panache as you do.

Love and rockets, hon. :rose:
 
Why not try for a swan song? Make your next story make up for all the awful ones you mention?

Or just quietly slip away if you must. We’ll treasure you either way. ;)
 
You will be missed. I enjoyed some of your stories. They and your memory will live on. Hope you get to stay around for a while.
 
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