Hello. Christina here. (:
I think I owe you guys an explanation as to why I haven't
posted anything since the final chapter of my previous story. I
didn't even give you an author's note. The last words
that you read that were mine were, The End.
That's not a very classy goodbye.
No, this isn't a goodbye, if that's what you were
wondering. This is just a 'See you later' sort of
The first reason I've been hesitant to post is the freaking
moderators on here. The fact that Steve just handed over power to
randoms makes me so mad. Like, deleting quotes that break the
rules is one thing. Deleting my story is something completely
different. There's nothing wrong with it and I worked really
hard on that. So you, Anonymous Moderator, can go f.ck
Okay, enough negative. Part two on Why Christina Hasn't
Posted Anything In Days. I started another story called
'Kite Strings and Paper Dreams,' and honestly,
it's not all that great. I'm not into in and I feel no
need to continue on with a story I don't like. I'm not
attached to these characters. I don't like it, I won't
So that leaves me with the question, "What do I post on
When I first asked myself this, I thought for a while. I have
other ideas for short stories, but now, looking back, short
stories are really just practice for me. They're nothing
amazing. They're actually quite horrible compared to my more
mature writing. And honestly, I feel like I've had enough
practice. Like most of you may know, I am in contact with a
published author by the name of Wendy Wunder. She wrote,
'The Probability of Miracles,' an awesome book
which I have yet to finish, but I'm right in the middle and
it's hard to put it down. We've emailed a few times back
and forth, and it's really cool to have support from someone
who's like her. Yesterday, I went into Boston and took a
writing class she suggested for me and I met a bunch of other
aspiring writers from the Boston area, and it's amazing to
meet people with the same dreams as me.
So, as you can tell, I've begun to take my writing very
seriously. I don't have time for the short stories anymore,
what with this life I've developed outside of the internet
and with my bigger dreams. I don't want to waste time on
something that I don't need anymore. Would a baseball player
who's an amazing pitcher keep practicing his throwing, or
should he move on to other things? I say he moves on. Which is
what I'm doing.
But I do want to give you a glimpse as to what I'm moving on
to. Here's an excerpt from my book, "Chinese
was more than anything just watching the stars. They were
beautiful, actually. Somewhat mystifying and enigmatic.
Spellbinding. I remember laying in my yard when I was little, Sid
by my side, while I just watched the stars. I knew they were
motionless, and I felt bad for them. Living in a stationary life
for the rest of eternity is not a life at all.
However, these stars didn’t remain
immobile. They drifted across the night sky. They weren’t
actually stars at all. Confused, I sat up in the sand.
“What’s that in the sky?”
Jen followed my eyes. “Oh, those are
it's not much. You can read the rest when I get published
But that's not the only reason I will not be writing short
The reason I left Witty in the first place was not exactly the
same reason. I was afraid of the fact that my stories might be
stolen, and also, I felt like I had other business to attend to.
I had developed more friends and again felt like there was no
time for the internet. I swore I would never be back.
In October, I found out my parents were getting a divorce. In
November, we found out my mother was addicted to Oxycotton. In
December, she was legally banned from my house and from seeing
us. A few weeks ago, she left me a voicemail basically saying how
much she hates me and how I belong in Juvenille Detention (for
supporting my father) and how she never wants me to contact her
again. Last weekend she left me another voicemail saying
she's given up on me. So life got very real very fast for me.
I detatched myself from everything and everyone. And, amidst
feeling alone, I felt like I needed someone. So I turned to Witty
I can't thank you guys enough for supporting me and helping
me. It meant the world to me and it got me through a lot. But
I'm okay now. For the first time in half a year, I can say
I'm happy again. That feels so amazing.
That's why I'm not going to say I'm never coming
back. Because I know if I ever feel really lost or really alone,
I've got Witty to count on. I never realized how much all of
you guys have done for me. Elizabeth, Melanie, Joe and Eli to
name a few. I love all of you who helped me through everything.
You're all really godda mn perfect.
I will stay on my quote account, and you can contact me on my
tumblr (links on my profile).
not a goodbye.
See you later, Witty.