As you know I've done a bit of internet dating on as have a lot of people that I know. It's mostly been miss and miss. I've blogged about it a bit, as have other people, and possibly in retrospect that hasn't always been the best strategy. There was Difficult Third Date Girl. She obviously read what I wrote, although that didn't exactly backfire at the time. She took it well and I guess in retrospect it was cute. She had a good comeback and I do a good line in sheepish. Then it happened again. I blogged about dating and then that got read. Whoops. While in the case of DTDG it was amusing and in the end date enhancing, when I blogged most recently the results were quite different and I was on the receiving end of a deserved double barrel missive, which was fair enough. It sort of reminded what I'd been thinking for a while that this blog was really starting to suffer a little blog fatigue. And really if you want to blog about your love life really you should do it anonymously otherwise you're going to get it and, well, so are other people, which leaves few winners. This blog started out being about one thing and slipped seamlessly into another at some point a lot of words ago. It has jumped around a bit, possibly more so lately, who knows, but it all added to the feeling that this blog had run its course. The other thing this was about (at the beginning) was trying to write some Demographic Shift novel, which would have (or should have) been some of blokelit/chicklit thing. Let's face it lots of blogs are novels in waiting, but I could never quite get it right. Or I could never get something right that I was all that happy with. Partly because I wanted to convention defy and mix some more serious narrative with witty amusing dating dialogue. You could see why that went wrong. Chicklit isn't so much about narrative, but about typing with dialogue and shallow inner thought. The rest is just filler. Sometimes quite good, but lets face it mostly not. It took me a while to realise that resulting in the first two efforts not quite hitting the mark, being neither one thing nor the other. Both of those were called The Demographic Shift. Even the title (for a book) is not really 'lite' enough. The third and final effort is closer to what it should have been. It's really not bad, but I don't think it needs to be aired anywhere else other than here. Like the world needs it. Besides, if I spend anymore time on it I will never actually get around to doing the so called real writing that I want to do rather than fun typing. So anyway to cut a long story short. I had planned for a while to call time on this blog, this Demographic Shift, pretty much as it called time on me, and No 100 seems a good place to stop and here we are. Admittedly I posted three times today. Not that I'm in a rush to finish up or anything. I just got finish line frenzy and was hit by a last burst of speed. Job done. That said what I thought that I would gradually do was post the novel that grew out of it, week by week. Title wise the third and final draft is called Gordon's Breakfast. Not my title. It's Suze's and stole it. She did say that if she ever wrote a novel that's what she would call it. She still can. This particularly breakfast, however, will be served every Friday until it runs its course. First serving next week and thereafter.