These days I keep discovering that I've outgrown many things that used to matter a lot to me a short while ago. This is startling, and also frightening. I am not sure who this person is whom I'm growing into, and I wonder how much of the old me is left. In quiet moments when I try to take stock of who I am, I find myself baffled: the familiar things I've clung to and solidly planted as pillars of my personality have somehow crumbled away. What is left is a blank space, and me. I feel as if I ought to do something with that blank space, but honestly I am at a complete loss. What should I build up this time? How long will it last?

Author Notes:

A few of you might have noticed that I have not updated Shades of Blue as soon as I had promised. You'll have to forgive me as I whine a bit, but here's what happened...

I had planned out Shades of Blue meticulously. I had every single chapter planned out, with spread sheets and memorable quotes, the whole nine yards. I kept all of these rough drafts in a binder, which, unfortunatley, I have misplaced. After days of searching in vain I finally gave up, and now, my dear readers, I am planning the story all over again. Thing is, it's turning out completely different than the last one, and I am hoping that it will still turn out.

Okay, so what's with the other story? I obviously had time to write a bit of chapter II. And I did. Actually, I set out to write chapter II of Shades of Blue, but, due to my writer's block something else popped out. I'm a slave to my fingers, sometimes, and they type what they want to type. Blame them!

But seriously, I will post chapter II of Shades of Blue. I have every intention of finishing the story. So, anyone who might have been anticipating chapter II this whole time, please accept my sincerist apologies.

Love,

The.Ordinary