I’m that person who won’t actually admit she actually loves Valentine’s Day because no one’s supposed to love Valentine’s Day because it’s “materialistic” and “sappy” but dude sorry I love love and I’m a sap for love day
Reading an article about Zoe Quinn and it strikes me..
In any sort of relationship, whether romantic or friendly, to seek out any sort of revenge when a relationship end strikes me as like.. you never really cared about that person in the first place, did you? Like, if you ever loved or liked or cared about this person, why would you seek any revenge? Why does your hurt respond in wanting to ruin this persons life?
It strikes me that perhaps there was always some sort of underlining bitter resentment in these relationships that manifests once it breaks down and it is sort of sad.
Why I Won’t Be Writing Crossfire’s Sequel Just Yet
Hi, lovelies! I wanted to thank you again for supporting and loving Crossfire as much as you did. I never imagined that it would be shown so much love and give me the opportunity to meet all of you wonderful people. That being said, as incredible an experience as Crossfire was, I won’t and can’t jump immediately into the sequel just yet. And here’s why.
Crossfire was something special to me, not just for the things I mentioned earlier but because it came to me so fully formed and complete that it was like a burning flame in my writing gut. I couldn’t stop writing it, couldn’t stop watching the scenes come to life in my head and manifest itself onto paper. But once I was done writing, I was exhausted. It sounds strange but I became so emotionally and mentally invested in Crossfire that once I finished, it was as if I had run a marathon or completed a triathlon and that burning flame in my gut felt burnt out. I’m still burnt out. Writing as emotional a story as Crossfire drained me and as much as I want to write the sequel, I have to gain my juice back and my energy.
I tried writing the sequel recently and it didn’t feel right. The scenes don’t play in my head and the words don’t flow as smoothly and I would hate to give you guys a story that didn’t sit right with me, especially after what I brought to the table with Crossfire. I don’t want to let you down and I feel like I would be if I posted words or chapters that didn’t feel like it was written from the heart or from the best of my ability. So with that being said, I will be taking some time to regroup and come back stronger with a sequel that is worth your love, time, and support.
Until then, I should at least give you word on what I do know. What I can tell you about the sequel so far that I am content with is that I have the title ready. It is named after another song, more specifically one that Brandon Flowers sings because I want to keep with that theme except this time, it’s not going to be one of his solo songs. It’s a song from The Killers called “Here With Me” and I really feel like it fits the mood I want to set for the sequel. Other than that, I don’t have anything really solid and written so I will keep you posted on how the sequel is going and when I get my Crossfire juice back. That being said, there are other things to keep me occupied during my Crossfire hiatus.
One is a celebration post which will be its own separate ramble, one is a survey in its own ramble as well, and one is a one shot I am writing for you guys (that should be out by next week at the latest). All I can say about the one shot is to prepare for tons of fluff and happiness.
Thank you all again so much. I love you guys infinitely.
i just remembered one of the first vividly gay moments i had back in highschool when i was in denial. i was friends with two girls who were dating and one of them made the other cry for some reason all the time like all the time. and i was always trying to comfort the one who was crying. and one day i had the thought “i wouldn’t treat you like this.”
and my het™ oriented mind immediately rejected that thought like “too bad she’s a GIRL so you wouldn’t be dating her IN THE FIRST PLACE b/c YOU’RE TOTALLY STRAIGHT.”