I've always wanted to be a writer. At 12 years old, I was well into making my own fantasy novel. 

The book, a full outline, and what felt like an entire encyclopedia of lore were all installed on a flash drive.

It was my world.

Then, someone stepped on the drive, shattering it along with my dreams.

So much time, effort, and spirit, all destroyed with one unlucky step.

I kept telling myself I'd start over. Days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months, and here I am eight years later with no fruit, no book, no new world.

Depression engulfed my adolescence, as it unfortunately tends to do with most intelligent children. Now, at 20, I've had enough.

It's time to grow up. It's time to try.

It's time to WRITE.

I only ask you give what I write a passing chance. If it's shit, tell me. If the story makes no sense, tell me.

If I say "there" when it should be "their", PLEASE GOOD GOD TELL ME!!!
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ElijahThurston ElijahThurston Nov 27, 2019 08:21PM
Sooo, I might have to make some MAJOR edits to chapter 3 in order to properly lead up to some important inciting events. Hopefully I'll be on track to release chapter 4 by Sunday. I'm doing my best...
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