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Hey there readers,
So lately I've been thinking about my writings a lot. Firstly, I need to apoligise for my insane lack of updates and explanation. So here's the latter...
A while back, November-December or so, I met this girl on Mibba.com. She really loved my story Board Games and was a really talented writer. She asked me if she could possibly become my co-writer on the project. After some speculation and planning, I agreed. We began working out insanely amazing ideas for the story, and even wrote a first draft of the long awaited next chapter. We were so close to posting and were so proud of what we'd written. And I felt so good because of how far I'd fallen when it came to writing.
I felt on top of the world.
On December 24th, Christmas eve, my computer broke for the thousanth time. It recieved a virus, and I new that was the last straw. I wrote a short goodbye and explanation to my cowriter, and shut it down. I didn't even turn it on for a long while after that. I was so discouraged and angry. I'm just not the type of person who can write with pen and paper; I needed a damn keyboard!
After a few months, my mum informed me that she and my dad had purchased me a new laptop. I got it a few weeks late. I thought that as soon as I got it, I'd just be fucking jazzed as hell. I'd start writing again, and my fans would still love me, and everything would be fine.
But... I found myself lacking inspiration. I didn't want to write, except for the little side projects I'd drabbled with whenever the internet was down. And on that rare occasion when I thought I would go back to my public writings, I wrote my co-writer a very short message.
"Computer's fixed. Board Games. Let's rock this bitch?"
I never recieved a reply, so I gave up on Board Games and didn't dare touch Not a Barbie Doll. I felt lost, like maybe I should write publically anymore. Just little drabbles, just for me. Doomed to live in word documents on my hardrive forever.
But the other day... I went back and read Not a Barbie Doll, the first few chapters I got written. I sort of... impressed myself. And I knew I'd gotten better since writing them because of my drabbles and all the idea's I've had swimming in my head since the first time my laptop broke. I wrote a few sentences of Not a Barbie Doll's next chapter, and left it at that.
And then, a few moments ago, I checked my email. I had an e-mail from FicWad, informing me that I'd recieved a new review yesterday. The review was left by Bailin. It read...
"I'm dying to know what happens... and how Bert knows Gerard... and what's up with Frank and Kira. Please continue, or atleast let us know what was gonna happen..."
It broke my heart a little, I have to say. I feel selfish. Like I hadn't even tried to keep writing, and was just being a huge douche. But...
School's out for summer soon, which means lots of free time. And I've decided... that I'm going to try to continue Not a Barbie Doll. I have about as much idea about what's going to happen now as I did when I started writing it (none). But I'm ready to find out.
As for Board Games... maybe it just wasn't a partner story. I mean, you have to have some sick little ideals running around in your head to write something like Board Games, but you also have to get it, and know what's going to happen next. So I'm going to try this out, with all the ideas my former partner and I came up with, and new thoughts that spring into my head every day. I know how it ends, and I know how the sequel (if the first one works out, that is) comes about, but I'm not sure exactly how to write what happens in between. But like I said, I'm ready to find out.
Are you? Let me know, if you guys are still with me.
By the way, all the apoligies in the world can't explain how sorry I am.
xoxo,
Miranda
So lately I've been thinking about my writings a lot. Firstly, I need to apoligise for my insane lack of updates and explanation. So here's the latter...
A while back, November-December or so, I met this girl on Mibba.com. She really loved my story Board Games and was a really talented writer. She asked me if she could possibly become my co-writer on the project. After some speculation and planning, I agreed. We began working out insanely amazing ideas for the story, and even wrote a first draft of the long awaited next chapter. We were so close to posting and were so proud of what we'd written. And I felt so good because of how far I'd fallen when it came to writing.
I felt on top of the world.
On December 24th, Christmas eve, my computer broke for the thousanth time. It recieved a virus, and I new that was the last straw. I wrote a short goodbye and explanation to my cowriter, and shut it down. I didn't even turn it on for a long while after that. I was so discouraged and angry. I'm just not the type of person who can write with pen and paper; I needed a damn keyboard!
After a few months, my mum informed me that she and my dad had purchased me a new laptop. I got it a few weeks late. I thought that as soon as I got it, I'd just be fucking jazzed as hell. I'd start writing again, and my fans would still love me, and everything would be fine.
But... I found myself lacking inspiration. I didn't want to write, except for the little side projects I'd drabbled with whenever the internet was down. And on that rare occasion when I thought I would go back to my public writings, I wrote my co-writer a very short message.
"Computer's fixed. Board Games. Let's rock this bitch?"
I never recieved a reply, so I gave up on Board Games and didn't dare touch Not a Barbie Doll. I felt lost, like maybe I should write publically anymore. Just little drabbles, just for me. Doomed to live in word documents on my hardrive forever.
But the other day... I went back and read Not a Barbie Doll, the first few chapters I got written. I sort of... impressed myself. And I knew I'd gotten better since writing them because of my drabbles and all the idea's I've had swimming in my head since the first time my laptop broke. I wrote a few sentences of Not a Barbie Doll's next chapter, and left it at that.
And then, a few moments ago, I checked my email. I had an e-mail from FicWad, informing me that I'd recieved a new review yesterday. The review was left by Bailin. It read...
"I'm dying to know what happens... and how Bert knows Gerard... and what's up with Frank and Kira. Please continue, or atleast let us know what was gonna happen..."
It broke my heart a little, I have to say. I feel selfish. Like I hadn't even tried to keep writing, and was just being a huge douche. But...
School's out for summer soon, which means lots of free time. And I've decided... that I'm going to try to continue Not a Barbie Doll. I have about as much idea about what's going to happen now as I did when I started writing it (none). But I'm ready to find out.
As for Board Games... maybe it just wasn't a partner story. I mean, you have to have some sick little ideals running around in your head to write something like Board Games, but you also have to get it, and know what's going to happen next. So I'm going to try this out, with all the ideas my former partner and I came up with, and new thoughts that spring into my head every day. I know how it ends, and I know how the sequel (if the first one works out, that is) comes about, but I'm not sure exactly how to write what happens in between. But like I said, I'm ready to find out.
Are you? Let me know, if you guys are still with me.
By the way, all the apoligies in the world can't explain how sorry I am.
xoxo,
Miranda
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