Former Pen Names: I Love My Puppeteers, Come Back to Me, Flattered By Mockery

This account is now dead, as are the following stories:

Colour Our World

Lightning

Exotica

Most Certainly

Gun 'Em Down

Air Waves

Instead of typing up an apology for all these fanfictions, I've decided to just write everything here, because it applies for all those stories.

Why am I leaving? I'm loathe to say it, but because I've grown up. Not only my writing style, but my ideas, my morals and my whole way of thinking. Now that I look back at my old stories, I can't help but to cringe and want to rewrite the whole damn thing. And I just don't have the time or the patience for that. I've loved all those stories, and all the feedback and how many people reviewed and favourited or whatever; don't get me wrong. I still smile when I get a little 'watch' or 'favourited' notification. And I really appreciate all your kind reviews. But that part of my writing career's over, and honestly I don't know if I'm ever going to return to fanfiction. It was so much fun and I'm positive that it helped me to exercise my writing as well as improve it. I'm not satisfied with my work on this account, and yet, looking from my first published back to my most recent work, I have developed.

And I feel like I have you beautiful readers to thank for that! Everyone who ever encouraged me, gave me honest criticism and told me to keep writing, it all helped enormously.

As for these stories, I know that so many of you wanted me to keep on writing, and I can't even count the sad messages telling me to update. I'm so sorry. But try and think of it this way - create your own adventure in your head. Formulate what you think happened next, because literally, that's what I do! (That's a godawful consolation prize. I know.)

I'm still going to keep on writing. Just not here. I'm done with this, and I apologize with all my heart to my disappointed readers. I know the exact feelings, and I'm a nasty, dirty lying hypocrite, because I swore to myself that I would never do that to my loyal readers. And here I am, knocking out six whole stories. In truth, when I tried to write out the next chapters, I hated the words and I hated the way that I couldn't love them anymore. I outgrew them. I no longer get joy writing these stories.

Of course I'm not proud to leave my work unfinished. But this is what I believe: If something I used to love turned into a chore, maybe it's not what I love anymore. Maybe I should spend my time on things better suited for me.

These past few months, I learned that life is way too short to waste away on things that don't make me happy anymore. So with this final adieu, I wish you all a happy and wonderful life, and I hope you spend it on the things that make you smile.

Love from,

-- Jesse