Greetings, Ministers…
This is not an episode of Her Dark Ministrations.
From the beginning, this story has been a labor of love, put out into the world on the amateur backs of our Ministers and myself. The city of Spire is many things to many people; it has been funny, and sad; horrifying, and beautiful. There is much more to tell within the Spire of Her Dark Ministrations—both the stories of Ministers you know, and ones you have not yet met.
But those stories will have to wait.
I work full time in addition to my creative work on Her Dark Ministrations. Recently, my job description changed in a way that makes it no longer possible for me to do both. For at least the next two years, Her Dark Ministrations will be going on hiatus.
This is not goodbye! I love this story, and I intend to finish telling it. Until the point where I once again have the capacity to do so, remember the power of resistance. For my American listeners, do not give in to despair. After all, Ministers remember: the City. Must. Fall.
