- Dedications
Should this be technically in bonus material? Yes, but I don't really think people read that.
I feel like I don't dedicate enough things. Yes, and the beginning of some of my books I'll tag people (mostly so this is less likely to be buried in their notifications, as I constantly worry updates I miss go). So, this is going to be my dedications as I go through for the books I've written, in "publication order". Click away if you don't like being appreciated.
THE VOLATILE SERIES
To my grade eleven English teacher who said I could never kill anyone. You were wrong about many things but you were right about that.
To thesarcasticfellow for still liking it even though the friends I know in real life read quotes from it to get under my skin. I still like it too.
To the people (you know who you are) who read it and then read another book I wrote. It's nearly been nearly eight years since I started that, and even if you haven't been around that long, you've known my mind in the way it was then. I'm so happy to share it with you now.
THE ASUNDER SERIES
To the people who I would die for, and more importantly, the people I would live for.
PÂRO
To my high school friends, who were always braver than me. I should've skipped class at least once.
ARCANE
To cryptidminds. Not sure exactly how I found out about apply fics, but once you accepted my first character, I knew I could do it.
To -venusvintage and everyone else I PM'd begging them to apply for my stories. Did you know it's been four years? I'm still counting.
To my mom who wanted to have it printed into a book for my birthday. I still haven't sent a PDF to you since I know I would spend the rest of my life finishing it. Like the paint-by-numbers on the dining room table.
UPRISE
To my stats professors. This experiment is not above board, but it's my fault for writing chapters during your lectures.
To ceaseless-watchr who told me they liked this more than Arcane. You were right. I still haven't peaked.
PLIGHT
To anyone who has spoken to me in French. Je vous dois tous.
To all the new people who joined, from golden-rebel, to Splenxst, and thnkspwte.
To my little sisters. You permeate every word as if you are the ink itself. I would cross all of time for you too, don't think any differently.
PURIFY
To everyone who left a comment expressing their despair or anger in the last chapter. I always loved tragedies even as a kid because I wanted permission to be sad. I give you all the permission you need.
LOWBORN AND ACCURSED (one day)
To my dad. I hope you know I get really mad when people refer to the other one as my real dad. You're not imaginary, even though a lot of the best things are.
To the illnesses that I can't shake either.
GENTRY
To _callmeRae. I've killed too many people you love. This time, I killed a part of me.
To sc0rpih0e. I hope you are well.
To captain_sharrie and every feral man you will make.
To my first year political science professor, who told me I could be in her place one day. You are what I wanted university to be like.
SENSELESS AND DEPRAVITY
To the guy who said we were inevitable. I can't think of anything more horrifying.
PERVERSE
To Canada. I certainly do not like you very much, but my love for you is so profound. It is boundless.
To blythering, who I cannot believe I only met here. Yes, I am still working on this book I started nearly two years ago, but worse things have certainly been resurrected.
BANALITY AND PRECEDENT
To the places I have hidden pieces of my soul. You encouraged me to write something about Nazi Apologia in fanfiction. I do not believe this is what you had in mind.
To the few people who have read it. I genuinely think it might be the best thing I have written and it's a blessing to share it with you.
DEFEATISM
To the man who told me during orientation that I was in a fishbowl and the people who populated it with me. Even those of you I didn't like, which was at least half.
To the snow days, I spent writing this on a laptop that has been a bit screwy since I slipped on black ice and fell on it.
For the usernames in the cast list I get teary-eyed scrolling by.
DETERRENT
To the professors of mine who let me call them by their first names. I still can't do it. I can use everything you've taught me.
To all the people who joke my search history as an author is full of information about how to kill people. It's cooler to imagine than actually seeing how much research I've done on acres and vegetables.
To ladyqueenish for writing complex people, especially complex women. Everyone should be allowed to be a bit complex.
MOST IMPORTANTLY
To all of the people who have commented. From the people who write on the first chapter the date and time, they are starting it, to the people who have only put emojis. The people who theorize, and the people who spam the letter F. To the people who have written comments with a lot of cruelty and the ones who are just giggling at the silly things, I wrote when I was fifteen.
And also, to the people who never comment except one exceptionally long paragraph on the last chapter of a book or my message board. There is something special about the idea you can click away but haven't yet.
And if you haven't been mentioned, to you. Don't worry, I didn't dedicate one to myself either. Doesn't mean I wasn't instrumental in making all of this matter.
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