As a writer, I am bound to the following oath:
I solemnly swear that I shall tell the whole truth, nothing but small embellishments of the truth, and the occasional over-inflated memoir.
I pledge my head to clearer thinking, my heart to greater romance stories, my hands to faster typing, and my health... well, we'll find a way to slip that in there somewhere... For my books, my short stories, my readers, and Bilbo.
I'm a writer, but I can edit, if I have to... I guess.
I have the right to remain silent. Anything I write can and will be used against me in a court of my peers.
And lastly, but not leastly:
I hold this truth to be self-evident: that all stories do not require a sequel.
So let be written. So let it be done.