3 years later...

Yep, I'm alive. I don't know who all is going to read this, but I know there is at least one person.

UPDATE: Three years is kind of a long time. I left the FIMFICTION community, because I had a LOT to deal with. Well, in weight it was a lot.

First, I was moving back in with my Grandparents. "How old ARE you for this to be possible?" I hear those of clacking away on your keys. I am young enough to still be in school.
Secondly, being in school I had to memorize the Gettysburg Address for a final. All of it.
Third, my grandfather died. Yeah, no sugar, icing, not even ONE sprinkle was given to me. I may elaborate on this in another post... maybe.
Number 4, my dad got a heart transplant. When I heard the news, that's when I figured out why we moved.
Fifth, and here's the kicker, all of that in 3 months. August, September, October. That made for a WAY depressing Thanksgiving. Not only was it empty from us always hosting and suddenly inviting no one, but the one who said grace was dead.

Three years later... I'm starting a new story. I know I'm not going to finish it, but that's for a different reason. If binge watching anime, my favorite shows and cartoons from the 90s and Baccano showed me something, it's that a story is worth watching until someone says it ends.
No one likes the endings and very few like the beginning. If it's really good, then people are only interested in the middle.
Like Bob's final words from Walking Dead, "Then you'd be talking about the end. And I really like the middle."