We've one it... FINALLY! Oh golly yes, its been acheived. Last time Merlos and I worked on the story, we got it to where I wanted it to stop at next. We're just picking at it, making grammar fixes, and flow issues, and I'm checking continuity as we look the chapter over.
Keep in mind, Merlos has told me I am okay to use whatever means necessary to motivate him to write. I did my best to capture GLaDOS when creating these for him. It took a lot of time. I tried motivating him for HOURS.
He didn't want to write. :<
So I Saved some files I sent him and thought I could share my sense of humor with all of you. <3
I'll be honest, I've been sitting here for 15 minutes trying to think of something to say, and all I've got is "That sucks."
Which, no duh, of course it sucks. I've had to put my own dog down only a few months ago, (I wrote a chapter for it in my story.) and I must say it sucks. But don't worry, it'll get better, as long as you let it. It took me a while, but I eventually moved on. I haven't forgotten about him, and I never will, but I acknowledge the time we spent together, I remember the good times, and I'll be honest, those memories still bring a smile to my face.
(Still don't know what I'm trying to say. Guess, just, you have my condolences)
My condolences. I had to do likewise the day before Thanksgiving. It's a heartbreaking experience that no one should ever have to go through. Just know that the hurt you feel is the result of the care and love you have for your little fuzzball, that their lives were enriched by your care and that ultimately, they were at the very least comforted by your presence. The act, as painful as it is, is a testament to your love and loyalty to one another... that they trust you enough to let you care, and that you love them enough to spare them suffering at the cost of your own.
If you believe in the afterlife, or a soul, or whatever, consider your life with your pup... weigh your times and memories as things to look forward to again. And if you don't, simply remember that your pup is not suffering, but at rest now.
I'll be honest, I've been sitting here for 15 minutes trying to think of something to say, and all I've got is "That sucks."
Which, no duh, of course it sucks. I've had to put my own dog down only a few months ago, (I wrote a chapter for it in my story.) and I must say it sucks. But don't worry, it'll get better, as long as you let it. It took me a while, but I eventually moved on. I haven't forgotten about him, and I never will, but I acknowledge the time we spent together, I remember the good times, and I'll be honest, those memories still bring a smile to my face.
(Still don't know what I'm trying to say. Guess, just, you have my condolences)
much hugs for pegabot
i hear ya buddy lost two that way
Dang...... you had your dog for quite a long time!
...Sorry.
My condolences. I had to do likewise the day before Thanksgiving. It's a heartbreaking experience that no one should ever have to go through.
Just know that the hurt you feel is the result of the care and love you have for your little fuzzball, that their lives were enriched by your care and that ultimately, they were at the very least comforted by your presence. The act, as painful as it is, is a testament to your love and loyalty to one another... that they trust you enough to let you care, and that you love them enough to spare them suffering at the cost of your own.
If you believe in the afterlife, or a soul, or whatever, consider your life with your pup... weigh your times and memories as things to look forward to again.
And if you don't, simply remember that your pup is not suffering, but at rest now.
My thoughts are with you.