Where Am I?

I've started and flaked on many stories over the years. Usually, it's because a new idea comes into my head, and I can't help but obsess over where it goes. Other times, it's because new hobbies or interests grab my attention, and when that happens... well, we all lose, then. Because writing is meant to be a passion you want to work for. It has to be something you want to do, and when I wasn't feeling an idea anymore I couldn't force myself to write.

This isn't something I've ever been proud of. To be honest, it's connected to a larger problem deeply ingrained in my person. It's one I'm striving overcome, but to do so, I have to do something that's deeply ironic:

I'm leaving this site.

And I do so with a heavy heart.

The hard truth of the matter is, I'm getting too old - but that's not even the whole of it. I'm getting too old because I wish to become a published author. I have ideas and other relevant, personal matters which consume my thoughts and leave me unable to wholly focus on finishing all these stories I've started. It's a crying shame, too - because a certain few I do want to write for. But as I said, writing is something you need passion for more than anything.

I simply don't have the passion to write something I don't want to.

It's as simple as that, and I'm sorry. If I was younger, I'd have no problem just updating these stories every now and then, but the truth of the matter is I'm never going to be able to finish them.

It's been a fun ride. I've learned a lot about storytelling and myself writing on here, and beyond, but now I'm done.

Goodbye, Everyone. Thanks for following me for so long, I'm sorry.

-TOAO1993