Hello, my favorite enablers.
No, this isn't a chapter.
No, I haven't disappeared.
No, this is not me emotionally blackmailing you...
...okay, maybe just a little.
Your friendly neighborhood author has officially started a new story (When Love Learns Silence ), and she's currently staring at it like a proud parent waiting for someone to say, "Aww, it's cute."
So... if you've ever laughed, cried, screamed, threatened me in the comments, or questioned my sanity because of one of my stories, I have one tiny favor to ask:
Go show the new baby some love.
Give it a read. Leave a vote. Drop a comment. Tell me your theories. Tell me you hate a character. Tell me you love a character. Keyboard smash. Exist dramatically. I accept all forms of affection.
The new story is sitting there refreshing its stats every five minutes like...
"Did... did they forget about me already?"
Let's prove it wrong.
As always, thank you for supporting my stories and for somehow surviving all the emotional damage I've inflicted over the years. You lot are genuinely the best, and I couldn't ask for a crazier, sweeter bunch of readers.
Now shoo.
Go feed the new story some love before it starts developing abandonment issues.
Love,
Your menace of an author.
