A curious anagram for "Meredith Annette Harper" is "That name retired her pen." Hmm. So maybe I ought to think about fulfilling the prophecy. Truth is, I've little ambition to write these days. The whole activity's become nonstop algorithmic self-promotion for which I have neither the chops nor marketability. What I have had is the time of my life, all my literary dreams came true, and I was able to say just about everything I ever wanted. What's not to love? Thank you all for being such supportive dears and may your own dreams come true, but I hereby declare myself free and am headed out to celebrate as 750,000 hungry authors daily step up to take my place, hahahaha! Bless their hearts, I wish them all the best. Cheers!