Well, I hit a rough patch as my job search stretched on longer and longer than I hoped it would, and with that I got a bit depressed and stopped doing anything creative. (I mean, how can I waste my time inventing stuff when I could be doing something productive that actually pays my rent, bills, and groceries? Psychologically, it just didn’t work at all.) :(
But recently, I was smacked with some great luck finally and hired for contract work. The commute is over 3 hours long round-trip, but shet, I’m gonna make this work. Things are looking up now that I don’t have to worry about what food I can buy this week or next, which means I can feel my creative juices starting to flow again.
I mean, I’m thinking about NaNoWriMo even. That’s crazy.
Sorry for the horrible wait yet again, all two of you who still keep track of this LONG-running fic, but I swear to all that is covered in cinnamon sugar and piping hot from the oven (err, I wasn’t eating fresh snickerdoodles lately, nope), this will get finished. Fecking yeah.