I regret not updating the chapters for a long time. Thanks to those readers who have not deleted my novel from their library anyway.
I got sick. Two covid-19, the first year ago, an alpha strain, I did not know about it until I did a computed tomography of the lungs. There pneumofibrosis, then vitamin D dropped, the glucose level rose, diabetes began, legs failed, for 7 months.
I learned to walk again. At the end of this summer, I got sick again with covid-19, now the Delta strain. I was ill for 50 days. Many side diseases remain from Covid-19. So I am still recovering. When Covid-19 was ill, I almost would have left for the distant world from this. The disease is extremely unpleasant. Now I am still recovering from the consequences. But the strength has already appeared, so I hope to write 2-3 new chapters in September.
Slowly trying to return to the previous mode of updating chapters from 2 to 3 chapters per week. But it will probably be closer to December. In October and November, I will make an effort to write 1 new chapter a week, maybe 2. But no more.
Chapters will probably be 750 to 1500 words. The arc about crafting will end only in December, and in January, if everything goes well with my health, I will continue to write about a farm in our world and not a magical one.
Sorry, I wrote the text as it is, without checking it with two machine translators. Not enough forces.
Take care of yourself, my dear readers!