Alright, major apologies right here, right now. Am I making excuses? Nope. I'm going to tell you the truth. Right now, I can't continue this story. I just can't. The words don't come. I'm in a constant string of writer's block and it's not fun. When writing becomes more of a chore than a hobby, it's time to take a bit of a break. I promised you a chapter this week, but I cannot deliver on that promise. An author should feel good about their work and what I started writing for this week's update did not instill pride in me, nor did I enjoy trying to pusb the words out of my head and on to my laptop.

Give me one month. Including this week, give me four weeks.

Four weeks to collect my thoughts and write this without the pressure of deadlines. Usually my set deadlines help me write, but this time it isn't working. I need to think this rewrite through a little more so I can write chapters that I am happy about and you aren't reading haphazardly written hodge podges of words. This benefits me and you. A symbiotic relationship of author and reader. This is not the end. Heck no. I chose to rewrite Shifting Winds for a reason I'm not just washing my hands of it going "whelp...I still have the first one to fall back on. I give up." No. This is just a really needed breal to get my thoughts together without pressure and just creatively let my mind do what it needs to do.

- Kiwi