I'm so so so SORRY I haven't updated in for freaking ever! I have been consumed with parenthood! My baby girl is now 7 months old and is absolutely adorable and pulling herself up now. So you can imagine me biting my nails every second of every day worried she's going to fall and hit her head.
I'm on hiatus unfortunately as far as my Inuyasha fanfictions go. I am deeply upset about this, but not to fear, if you have read Stephenie Meyers Twilight saga YAY! I finished reading it and I loved it! If you didn't that's okay too. I am writing my own saga finally. I have high hopes for it. I'm only posting the first five chapters though of each book on fictionpress. If I cannot get it published, please expect the whole saga to be uploaded online when I am complete. I am modeling my main character after Robert Pattinson, he's a cutie and funny to boot!! But anyways I would really appreciate it if you read it. I'm currently in the works of editing chapter four, I have written two different versions and realized I did not really finish the chapter. If I could get your opinions it would mean the world to me! That would men I could finally finish the chapter and move on. Not that I already haven't, I'm currently in the process of writing chapters that are further on in the book. It doesn't matter what chapter you chose because it will not affect the book, but your opinion to me does matter seeing as I want to keep the story exciting for my readers. I only have three so far out of 139 views in three days. It's quite sad actually.
The preview is down below, here's the link my faithful readers!!
http : / www . fictionpress . com / s / 2572335 / 1 / Plain
1. I'm pretty sure I'm insane
It's not like I was depressed or anything. I just felt like an empty shell of a human being; lonely, with no more inspiration for life and tired of being invisible. It was the monotony of things that started my outbursts if I had to guess. I don't really know. It could have been my mind playing tricks on me. But I did know this; as I opened the sliding glass door and walked outside into the September California evening, it was hot.