GOOD NEWS: As you know Wagfest was a tremendous success, again. From a few green, no name authors getting together to celebrate friendships made online to now a full fledge blown out community and village; caretakers of the same minds, spirit, and energy that motivate and inspire others. NO SELFISHNESS ALLOWED. Again we came as strangers, but left as family. You encountered, embraced, enjoyed, and fellowshipped amongst one another with respect and courtesy; in spite of differences, classification, and status in life. You treated each other, the way you would want to be treated...as a human being. No flaws to detect, no angles to reject, no shame, no game or haters to prospect. Pure love and commitment marinated throughout the air; because every single thing was done with care. "Nobody cares how much you know, until they know how much you care" These sentiments don't ring any truer than at a Wagfest. We appreciate your patronage, your participation, consideration, and your support. Lastly, but not least, we mostly appreciate your L-O-V-E. You have given us that and it is just as important for us to maintain that. We may have started out as a few strangers, but now we are officially one big happy , productive and progressive family. We are Self-Published , self contained and maintained and proud of it! Remember: "We don't have to claim to be the best, because we are nothing like the rest, we are WAGFEST!"
Thank you mane!
Kerry, Shani , Felecia, Nola
BAD NEWS: Well kids, we shutting it down. It's been fun, entertaining, and mostly interesting. But we gonna' let y'all have it...for a while at least. The archives will be there. But we only use this as a vehicle, a tool of sorts. We realize we aren't a real radio syndicated show. And just on a personal note, we don't invest much stock in it or take it as serious as some. So to show that we exercise some integrity about what we do; meaning Self-Published Author of the year, Shani Green Dowdell and me. Blogtalk don't make us who we are and we suggest that you don't let it make you. Because the moment you allow that to happen...that's the moment it breaks you. Gotta realize you only as good as your last ball game in this sport mane. We prefer to go out on our on terms. Doing it our way as usual. Coming through the storm, dancing in the rain, celebrating the end of our parade. Thank you for coming along for the ride with us. Until next time... 