Victory!

 

Happy 2026, dear and intrepid readers. I drafted this one before Trump decided to prop up the Petrodollar via Venezuela. Or whatever he’s doing. After contemplating some analysis, I’ve decided against it. Rather, this special column merely represents my official proclamation of what has already essentially come to pass. Per Ecclesiastes 3:1, “All things have their season, and in their times all things pass under heaven.”

Twenty-four years ago, I launched the first of my editorial columns. While my scheduling consistency has been, at times, lacking, I’m calling it a quarter century of word slinging. Ever posting away at my blog, I’ve written in and for a large number of publications and forums, including Reckonin’ and Geopolitika. I’m most grateful to everyone who regularly reads my words, and I hope I have contributed something valuable every once in a while. 

Of course, lately, over the past six months or so, the publication basis of those words has become somewhat irregular. What was once a column a week has dwindled to every other week, once a month, or whenever I can get to it. There’s also the matter of some things I write not being that popular or conventional, a condition that sometimes limits syndication. 

I’ve read and watched over the past decade-plus as a few of my columnar heroes have reached the same conclusion that I have. Here, I’m thinking about Vox Day, Patrick Buchanan, Andrei Raevsky, and Fred Reed, all imitable writers and thinkers. Each man had his own reason(s) for ending the weekly love note posting. One of them, Day, continues to write, though in a more select and purposeful manner. And that is what I have decided is best for me. I’m also taking a page from the imperial Yankee playbook and declaring, just like the title says, victory! Mission accomplished. Et cetera.

I hereby announce my immediate retirement from regular column writing. I’ve kept waiting and wondering, and I’ve decided the timing is right. Think of it as dialing this habit back a bit. Quite a bit, I suppose. Like those who have come and gone before me, I find that I am aging as we are prone to do. And as Reed put it, no one really changes one’s mind based on what some pontificator writes. Whether the subject is (geo)political, economic, cultural, or something else, I now find that my interests and efforts are better served through other forms of communication. I still regularly post news articles, with or without short commentary, on my Telegram channel. Join me there if you’d like to see which current events I find interesting. In the future, I still intend to submit occasional book reviews, topical essays, and short stories. But the bulk of my attention shall be devoted to writing books, in particular, novels.

Here’s a little preview of what the coming months and years may hold. Before too long, Tom Ironsides will ride again in AURELIUS, a hard-charging action novella. Then, scheduling considered, I think the next one will be another romance; I have a finished first draft which, of course, is simmering before publication. It is a modern Southern love story, and it includes a book within a book, one that should excite all. About eight more novels and short story collections are under development. I also have the seed ideas for one or more nonfiction books. All in due time, my friends.

All good things must come to an end. Or, rather, in cases like mine, good things must evolve into better things. Thank you, dear readers, for being a large part of the fun thus far. And I invite you to join me as the stories continue!

Signing off for the time being, and only for the time being, affectionately and sincerely, I remain, 

Yours truly,

Perrin Lovett

January 2026

Deo vindice!