I'm sorry to be that person but this story is... done.

I've spent months trying to get the inspiration back to, at the very least, finish it but I can't do it and I've only recently realized why.

The main reason is that when I started this story I had certain interests in the show, those interests being Jon and Robb but as the show progressed so did my interests. Don't get me wrong, I still adore Jon and Robb but they are not really my number one characters anymore which makes writing a story with them as the romantic interests quite hard to do.

The next reason I can't seem to continue the story is my own dislike of it. I've gone back and read it several times and I must say I am ashamed of it. There are so many spelling and punctuation errors but that's not even the worst part in my mind. The story itself is an unrealistic, scatter-brained piece of rubbish. It's got so many baseless plots as well as either completely flat or obscenely erratic characters. I can't stand writing that has far-fetched plots and a lot of unbelievable content and this, right here, is it. Something of my own creation is something I despise.

The final reason is that I had so many big plans for this story and I ultimately got ahead of myself, my own fault. I should have paced myself and worked with what I had currently going on but instead I planned ahead and then couldn't go back. I knew how I wanted it to end and I knew things that I wanted to happen leading up to it but I had the worst time trying to fill in all the empty spaces and connecting major points. I tried, I have so many saved documents with snippets of future things and a notebook filled with… well notes, and lists, and scratched out ideas, and just everything that went on in my mind as I tried to work it all out.

In so many ways I feel like I've failed. You can't help but feel like on some level that you had a responsibility to the people who, for some bizarre reason, actually enjoyed this story. I'm sorry. I'm sorry for not finishing this story, I'm sorry for how awful the writing was and how insane the plots and characters are. I'm sorry this story is what it is and that it'll remain unfinished.

Thanks to you though. Thank you for your reviews, and your favourites, and your alerts. Regardless of what I posted or what I wanted to post but didn't, it felt good getting the emails that said something reviewed the story, or favourited the storied, and followed the story. It's one of the greatest feelings in the world thinking people genuinely like something you've created, no matter how much you dislike it.

Thank you for the smile you put on my face every time that happened and the bit of confidence you inspired when it did. I felt good about myself and that was your doing. Just… thank you… for everything.

Best Regards,

Julie

p.s. Any questions about... well, anything then by all means send me a message. Or even a scathing letter about how much you hate me. Either is fine.


(Edit: So, so, so sorry about the shite ending it has... can't even call that an ending. So, you can either make up your own ending or if you really want to know message me and I'll tell you how I would have ended it. Although be warned, you might not have liked my version of the end.)