I kinda dropped off the face of the earth. I need to explain why.
As many of you know, I have a family, and in March, that family started to unravel at the seams. We foster and adopt, and three of our beloved children began having serious issues that had to be dealt with. Our adopted daughter began having serious behavioral issues. Our foster daughter returned to her drug habit, and our adopted son was diagnosed and hospitalized with schizophrenia. To add to the mess, my birth child graduated and moved off to college. I had to focus on my children and husband and walk away from the fan fiction world I love.
I would love to give you a happy ending to all of that, but unlike fanfic, life doesn’t often give happy endings. It does, by the grace of God, give resolution and second chances. My son is controlled and content and doing well in a residential treatment center. My adopted daughter is working hard on rage issues, and her disorder is now under control. My foster daughter graduated, moved out and is trying to be a responsible young adult and find a job. They each still struggle, but they are all trying and that’s all I can ask.
While I was away, I wrote an original manuscript I’m trying to get published. I also wrote and rewrote much of Rogue, because I lost the flash drive it was on, and have expanded We Who Are Left Behind. I will be finishing Rogue as quickly as my wife/teacher/mother/Scout leader life will let me. Both stories are important to me, and I want to finish them and do them justice.
I love the fanfic world, and I didn’t want to leave. I enjoy writing for others and love being in a creative community where we all write simply for the joy of writing. I’ve missed you, and I appreciate each and every one of you for being a part of my life.
I’ll keep to you all posted on the publishing thing.
Thank you for sticking with me and for reading my often crappy and sometimes sappy stuff,