H I A T US.
Can't find the story that you're looking for? That's because I deleted them. I didn't think it was fair to have them up on my page as a false beacon of hope, because truth be told, neither of them are going to be updated any time soon. And I think my reasons are fairly decent...
To the readers of Kiss Me, Bite Me (if that ancient race still exists...): Yes, I realize I haven't updated the story in three years; I should have deleted it two years ago. Honestly, that story has been a disappointment to me from day one that I posted it. It didn't garner anywhere near the amount of reviews that I had expected it to. Perhaps I think far too highly of myself, but at its prime I definitely felt that it deserved more reviews than it received (thanks to Darwin for being someone who actually gave in-depth, insightful reviews). I know that this is an age of unbelievable laziness, and it's easy to forget to review at the end of a chapter; I hate to say, I forget myself. But is it really that hard to show your appreciation? Oh, wait. I forgot. If you want to get reviews on this site you have to either write a story about a girl (unrealistically) getting stuck attending an all-boy boarding school where she becomes entangled in a love octagon, or a story about a girl who falls in love with her unbelievably attractive arch nemesis. Someone please tell me, what the hell happened to originality?
But, as I get off my soap box, the reason I deleted the story is more than that. I'm simply not satisfied with the plot. I started writing that story when I was probably 15 or 16, and when you're a boy-obsessed high schooler you can't help but have everything you write turn out to be borderline Mary-Sue. Now that I'm a 19-year-old college sophomore, my writing style has matured immeasurably, and quite frankly, I become rather embarrassed when I look back on the things that I wrote in middle school and high school. And I just can't let other people read something that I'm not proud of.
I'm not promising another better, deeper vampire story. I tried to start another one, but I'm afraid I've become bored of the topic. Once again, thank you to everyone who actually did read and review, and I'm extremely sorry for having dragged you along like this.
To the readers of My Heartstrings Aren't Meant for Your Guitar: What to say. The warmth that this story has been received with leaves me in awe sometimes, and though I'm positive not everyone who read it reviewed, those who did meant a lot to me. So thank you to those.
I suppose I'll get right into it. Like with Kiss Me, Bite Me, Hearstring's borderline Mary-Sue-ness irritates me beyond belief. And not only that, but a few days after I posted the latest chapter I got an idea for later (and earlier) happenings in the story that would change the plot entirely... I would have had to change major plot points that I had already posted. So, the reason I haven't posted in so long is because it's not the same story anymore. I am no longer writing the story that had been posted here. It still has the same basic plot line, but major details of the plot have been changed. Because of this, I felt that the best option was to delete the entire story and repost it again anew, but not until I've finished the ENTIRE thing, in order to avoid another fiasco like this.
I'm sorry it's taken so long for me to say all this, but I really thank those who have stuck with me, and I apologize profusely for coming up short.
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