Hello everyone!
It's me. I know I've been gone for a while, over a year. I hope everyone's doing well. To be honest, I pushed fanfiction to the back burner, putting focus on other aspects of my life. Then I realized I missed it. So I read through all my old (cringe-inducing) stories on here. And it made me want to come back and write more for you guys.
So.
"Almost Synthetic" is finished but its sequel, "Almost Gone," is still going, which I just updated. I'm posting this Author's Note because a lot of you are following this story, and I wanted to make sure you knew about "Almost Gone"!
Here's a quick description of it:
"John and Emily are living happily until one day Emily disappears without a trace. John spirals downward when Emily shows back up ... as a criminal. What will Emily do as she treks the world, committing crime? Will John get his Emily back, or will he lose everything?"
(I dropped the rating from M to T since it's only language/some violence/mild themes.) (Also, I pair each chapter with a song!)
Here's an excerpt from the beginning of "Almost Gone":
Day 0
Emily laid down on her car's horn. She swore at the other driver under her breath. She whipped into an open parking spot. Since she didn't need to straighten out, she put her car in park. She pulled her bag from the back seat. Her phone rang.
Emily answered the call. "Hi, John." She got out of her car and locked it.
"Where are you?" John asked, skipping out on a hello.
"Walking into the bakery on Lafayette Street." Emily answered as she opened the bakery door.
"Oh, what a nice surprise!" John sounded impressed.
"What makes you think I was planning on sharing with you?" Emily joked as she pointed out what she wanted in the display cases to the person who worked there.
"Sharing is caring." John replied.
Emily laughed. "I'll have to think about it." Emily's order was packaged and paid for. She thanked the bakery worker.
"I don't think you'll have to spend much time doing that." John answered.
Emily laughed. "You don't even know what I got."
"If I had to guess," John paused, "you got black and white cookies, sugar cookies, a couple gingersnaps, and a fudge brownie, without nuts. And of course some macaroons for me."
"Maybe yes, maybe no." Emily taunted. "I'll be home in fifteen minutes, okay?" She walked back to her car.
"Okay." John answered.
"I love you." Emily set the box of bakery desserts in the backseat of her car.
"I love you, too." John spoke gently.
"Bye."
"Bye."
So I hope you're interested enough to head over to "Almost Gone"! If not, that's okay. I hope you find yourself nostalgically rereading "Almost Synthetic" like me!
50K words! *wink*
Goodbye everyone!