Oh, hello there, stranger.

I've been gone for a while, and real life got in the way of writing. However, I'm trying to get back into the swing of things. Bt first things fist: REWRITE!

There's nothing more appalling than reading your old piece of fiction and cringing at the quality of it. Fox Trail is 5 years old, so my writing style and tastes have drastically changed. I don't think I can continue something that I feel is unraveled from the beginning.

So what's a girl to do? Do it. Again. It's gonna be bloody, but I have to rewrite, trim, and revise 15 chapters, and oh my God, I hope I survive this.

I know my readers have all gone off and forgotten this fic, but I want to finish this for myself. This was my first novel, and I need closure. (Plus, my plot outlines have been rotting in my hard drive and notebooks for years...) For those who still read, well, I appreciate the support.

If you anyone feel like checking in on me, you can find me writing drabbles and rambling about life in general at http://foxdance.livejournal.com/.

About My Stories: My novel-in-the-making Fox Trail (and related story Unsung) is quite... emotional. Romanticized angst is not for everyone, and if you're seeking plotless, inane stories to pass the time, then you'd best skip FT and browse someplace else. Or, you can go read War Freaks and Greeks, because that's as shamelessly shallow (and retarded) as they come.

Do not even attempt to plagiarize my work. Federal law automatically provides protection to any work of art (including literature) upon creation, and so I can (and will) sue just for the heck of it.

Status Update:

10 December 2008: HOLY COW I'M ALIVE! Fox Train is now undergoing massive overhaul. There's so many things in this novel that I'm not comfortable with, so I will SHRED it until I am happy. I plan to spend Christmas and that lull in-between-jobs to deal with this.