Story Update (Woot Woot!)

'Ello lovelies! As you can tell by my title and schmancy British greeting I'm feeling MUCH better. Maybe's it's the freakin' gorgeous weather outside. Morgantown in the spring is simply beautiful: clear blue skies, lovely flowers, bright green grass, and of course the boys jogging shirtless. Sigh. I don't know why guys think they're the only ones who enjoy spring. Sure, the skanks wear scandalously short skirts...but for me, it's seeing the helmets come back out. Spring season is bike season and that's when all the hot boys with crotch rockets ride around campus. I feel a swoon coming on.

LOL, anywho I figured I might give you guys an update on the story. Well, it took some time but I've about five or six pages left and then I'm FINISHED. Yes, I promise this will be the absolute last chapter. Now, the end might surprise people. Good. It's what I'm going for. I know a lot of you realize how hard it was for me to write this story. I guess that's why it took so long to finish; whenever I started typing, I found the words so easily because these were the exact emotions I was feeling at the time. In this second part, both Rachel and I grow up. When I write a story, I tend to put myself in my characters' heads and this time it was easy to do because I was feeling and thinking the same things as Rachel.

We all go through heartbreak. We experience the disappointment and agony. This just happened to be my first time dealing with something like that and it was freaking killer. The first part of Always and Never sets up the story. We learn the background of Rachel and Brendan's relationship and the current state of affairs. This time in part two, Rachel has to figure out life after making a serious choice. How does she live with what she's done...etc.

There's a line in one of the early scenes that happens to be one of my favorites. I had originally started off the story in a different way, but realized that Brendan didn't really have a big role until the end. So I wrote another opener and it turns out to be one of my favorite scenes. This chapter has a lot going on, with Rachel meeting a guy who shows her that love doesn't always have to hurt. But ultimately it's up to her to take back control in her life. I've never been more proud of my characters than with Rachel. Ordinarily I would have read a story about a girl like her and written her off as a useless and weak female. But I speak from experience, a Miss-Independent falling hard for a man after years of solitude, compromising herself for the sake of his happiness only to be shoved to the wayside when something better comes along.

We've all been there. It fucking sucks. But hopefully writing this ending gives me some peace. I know, after four (almost five) long fucking months, things are finally starting to make sense.

Like I said, I've got about five or six pages left to really wrap up the story and then some editing, and then I'll be submitting it. I'd love to have ready and out by next week.

I'm Back...Sort of...

Life has been much better, I suppose. I'm taking things as they come along. It seems that fate is determined to give me the ol' one-two when I least expect it, but I'm a trooper.

Writing has become...sigh, I just don't know anymore. I love it, truly I do. But I can't seem to make myself focus. I think it's everything: school, work, my abysmal social life. It always seems like whenever one part of my life is motoring along just fine, everything else seems to fall to poop.

School's kicking my ass, and this lack of spring breakness is starting to get to me. Anyone who says online classes are a breeze is just a damn idiot. You're basically left to your own devices and my brain is currently pwning the rest of me. I can't wait until summer.

I will try and focus on my writing because I feel terrible if I let you all down. I realize it's not just me anymore in this writing game, but every person who anticipates something from me. It's kind of daunting and nervewrecking. I guess I'm just used to disappointing myself, but I won't disappoint you all.

Okay, therapy session over. Time for me to get back in the game.