Oh Dear
Where do I start...
Ahhhh! Don't hurt me!
First of all. Yes. I am here writing in this work as if it's a journal. My apologies.
Most importantly, it's been two years since I've written. Anything. In this account. Let's just say terrible things have happened to me. Traumatic things. Things I thought would never happen to me. The two years weren't enough to heal from such pain.
Fortunately, this may be the last time I'll tell you that I'm going to write and not mean it. I know I've disappointed many by keeping this work unfinished, along with my other ones, but I have a spark of confidence in my writing again. A spark of inspiration and "muse" as Twitter role-players like to say.
I've been over on Twitter for more than a year now trying to hone my skills in writing. Turns out, writing with other people is pretty fun. But, my interest in that has decreased, as it becomes harder to write with people who give me the drive to write more.
So I've come back. To you all, my lovely readers. I've abandoned this site for so long that I've forgotten my work entirely. I forgot what I stood up for, why I wanted my writing to be different and unique and inclusive.
Yes, I want to write again, but alone this time. I want to inspire others to think about being more inclusive in writing fanfic with a "reader" aspect. I want to continue the conversation I and other fellow writers have started.
I want to be myself again.
So here is my last hurrah, before I shut up and write furiously for the time being. Feel free to follow me and show love to my other works. I understand this work is well loved, but in truth, I find more interest in writing for good omens and bendy and the ink machine. Sammy Lawrence .... quote the character, don't you think?
Feel free to message me for requests or ideas to keep my drive and muse flowing.
Love you all,
K.
It's good to be back.
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