Dear Beloved Readers and Reviewers and Followers and People Whom Favourites,
It is much to my displeasure and heartache to inform everyone that this experimental short story, with an equally short chapters, and slow-pace update have been cancelled.
Despite the HIATUS moment that I labelled it by, there doesn't seem to be enough plot bunnies or enthusiasm in me to even keep the story going, apparently. So, a thousand apologies for that.
On another note, some of you might've noticed about me announcing in the summary that this story is to be "Up For Adoption" and "Free Beta-Reader Service If Adopted". I am not kidding around about that one. I have read and re-read every chapters that I've posted so far and thought about the existing potential they held.
So, anyone out there whom is interested to continue my work; please do! Just consult your decision to adopt it directly to me via PM and we'll talk about the details there. And, if you wish to have me to oversee and basically proofread your work on it afterward, it'll be my pleasure in doing so. But, if you don't and decided to go solo, I wouldn't mind that either.
Any information or perhaps, further questions about my proficiency as a Beta-Reader, try checking out my Beta Profile.
Again. Apologies about not continuing this. I just… can't. Not anymore. I try to find it in me, the passion and abundance of ideas on the story, and unfortunately, came out blank instead. Disappointed? Oh, you had no idea how insufferable that feeling is to me!
More than once, I actually screamed bloody murder in my room, in freaking broad daylight and in the middle of the scary-ass night, because of that. My mum gave me an earful for those. And a hard slap on the forearm as a warning.
Just being grateful for the small mercies that the neighbours didn't decide to call the police instead when that happened. Or worse, having my Mum kicking my wussy ass to the ground. Anyways, it's 10:30 pm now and I'd like to hit the sack. I hoped to wake up early tomorrow because I don't want to wake up around 7 to 8 in the morning anymore. It always gave me a major headache.
Hmm, what else did I forgot to mention to you… I wonder… Hmm… Yeah, I got nothing. Before I end this letter, I'd like to apologize again for not keeping up to everyone's expectations. People had their limitations and weaknesses. I am at the semi-edge of my own. So, I am going to take my leave for now. Also, thank you for reading this.
Yours Sincerely Heartbroken Author,
Joanna Karen Rain
{Previously known as HiddenSight48}