To say that I am overwhelmed would be an understatement. I can't believe that this fanfic I wrote four years ago has this many people asking for an update and is still getting attention. This is so incredible to me

I started writing this in one of the darkest times of my life. My grandma had gotten sick, I started public school for the first time, and depression really started to take its toll. Writing was my escape. The feedback that I had gotten was so, so amazing. The writing community itself is so, so amazing. I cannot believe that four years has gone by and my writing is still out there.

I don't know what lured me back. I don't know if it was because my friend mentioned it in the past weeks about how I used to write all the time or if it's the sudden memory that pops up. Either way, I have honest tears in my eyes right now.

I can't commit to finishing this, as I won't give false hope and promise— But I will do my best to try and see what I can do. As of now, I'm twenty years old (I was fourteen when I began this and sixteen the last time I posted), working full-time, and getting a degree as a Paraprofessional. I still write, just not as much as I would like.

To all the new writers out there: Do. Not. Give. Up. Find a writing group. Write every day. From the moment you begin to tell your tale, you are a writer. You. Are. A. Writer.

Thank you all for your understanding and support and kindness. As I finish this post, I am committing to memory each and every comment because this is where I began to fall in love with writing.

Questions? Comments? DM me through here. I got you.

Thank you, so much, over and over again my loves.

Xoxo,
KayDianne

(oh, PS— FLY ON!)