As a woman of so few words, Elizabeth has asked me, once again, to write a disconcerting letter to our readers, and, once again, post news that we must report with a heavy heart.
Due to changes in both our lives and our interests, Elizabeth Shawnessey and I have chosen to put off writing the 11785 series indefinitely. Though we are sure the some of you that have read our stories-or the none of you, since I'm convinced absolutely no one has even taken in a sentence-are disappointed in this announcement, I must remind you that indefinitely might not mean forever.
The reasons for our inability to update the tale any further vary from personal struggles to extreme changes of heart. Though both of us are still actively engaged in both Supernatural and our future ideas, our individual toils with our private lives have become more pressing matters. After discussing in length, Elizabeth and I have decided-as a 28-year-old hotel maid and a 23-year-old Walmart employee, both of which seeming to be careers that neither of us find favorable-that focusing on ourselves and our prospective goals take precedence at this point in time in our lives. While it has been quite enjoyable to put ourselves in fictional characters' heads for hours on end as we work from behind a computer screen to output an "episode" in which we hope others will enjoy, we have both decided it's time for us to step out from behind the iridescent blue glow that has provided us shelter for so long.
However, with my personal pursuits-which include finally finishing college and hopefully traveling places I'd only dreamt about until recently-there also comes the twinge of regret that I feel in abandoning this story only a margin of the way through. Up until Elizabeth reached out to me via Tumblr, I had been a writer that had never once finished a narrative that I felt good about, that I felt comfortable in posting. Up until I had finished Lies My Father Told Me (Part Two), the first and second draft of which I had written entirely on my own with Elizabeth editing instead of the opposite being true, I had never once known the finished feeling of typing the last word of the last chapter-and, God, does it feel good. Though this was only a work of fan fiction, it taught me a little bit more about that sense of accomplishment that comes with hitting "save" for the final time, something that, as an easily-discouraged writer, is something I will never forget.
So this, as far as I can tell, is goodbye for now. Though it might not be forever, though I might get a renewed sense of wanting to taste that achievement one more time, I believe in my heart of hearts that this is goodbye forever. To everyone at Supernatural, thank you for continuing a series I love to watch and loved crafting my own storyline from. To the people that read and favorited our stories, I cannot tell you how much I want to thank you for liking something two girls in two different countries managed to put together in as much of an amateur way as possible. And to Elizabeth, thank you for messaging me out of the blue that year and a half ago. You gave me something neither of us could have expected: realization.
Goodbye. And thank you.
See you around the bend.
- A.E. Paige