Name: Sore wa himitsu, desu!

Grade: College (Uh, sort of. Working on it, anyway.)

Age: I think I'm dead in dog years . . . Think Orwell's novel, plus two years.

Sex: Never! Kidding, am femme.

Astrological Sign(s): Gemini, Tiger

Note for Readers of Let It Die: This is a slow moving/updating piece. I'd apologize but the reason for it is that I'm in college, taking a full course load, and I haven't written out all the chapters or even a specific outline for them. Time is not necessarily in abundance for me. I am working on it, but it's not my top priority at the moment.I work on it when I have the time and inspiration.

I don't have a specific update schedule and I don't hold my chapters hostage for reviews or whatever (not that I particularly have a problem with it. To each their own and all that.)

I just need time.

Thanks.

25 September 2014:

Guess what, guys? I'm writing this on my IPad. Why? My laptop died. What does that mean for you? Well, short answer is that Let It Die is officially on hold for the time being. Longer answer is that I've lost everything I had for Let It Die and the rest of my unpublished writing. While I've got a little bit written out in my paper notebooks, it's not much and I'm not about to try and write it out on my tablet. LID isn't abandoned but it's gonna be a while before I post anything for it. But at least it's not dead! Or, you know, me. I'm not dead, either. Yay?