What Year is it? · 4:07am May 25th, 2014
Seriously, I haven't written anything in ages. To whom it may concern, I'm not quite dead yet. The next chapter has been delayed over and over again for two very basic reasons, one being that I am a lazy bastard, and the second one being that... Well, I read to much. And so I would like to take a moment to explain to you, my lovely audience, one of the many hidden dangers of writing. Quite simply, reading another story of much higher quality has this nasty tendency to shatter any and all confidence you might've had in your own. Because of this, I've been just a tad bit stressed out thinking about how unsatisfactory some of my writing can be, and this new found lack of confidence has created a makeshift writer's block. This is not, however, my attempt to excuse the long wait times between chapters; something which I have already addressed in past posts. I will continue to write (obviously), no matter how many surprise self pity-parties my brain tries to spring on me.
Yeesh, that turned whiny fast, didn't it?
I should probably write the next chapter now...
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