~Note that this is simply the author's Afterword and is, in essence, a supplement to the story (read: SPOILERS AHOY!). Therefore, it does not need to be reviewed as it is purely for your enjoyment and my sanity. Unless you find it necessary to review my razor sharp wit, then have at it...~
AFTERWORD: PG-13
I hope that all of you have enjoyed reading this angsty and tragic little brainchild of mine. Yes, I'm talking to all two of you out there that pitied me so much that you had your friends put me on your author alert lists even though they could give a rat's pink asshole about me or my story.
Seriously though, I really appreciate your time and patience because, let's be real here. My story is no picnic to sit through. The damn thing goes on and on and on for a little over thirty thousand words. That's roughly seven thousand five hundred words PER CHAPTER or about SEVEN college level essays, in my frame of thinking.
Heh. After all of that reading, I think I'd definitely need a piss break. Maybe even a beer break.
I also commend every one of you that actually waited on my next chapter without losing patience with me and wishing me to a fiery pit in hell for my refusal to complete the story in a timely manner. Although I do think some people cursed me to have writer's block because for a long time I stared at the damn thing without ever coming up with a thought.
Now, let me address some issues with the story. First and foremost, ahem...
WHAT THE HELL?? HALEY AND KEITH!!?
Yes, gentle readers, Haley... and Keith. You gotta admit, it's never been done before, not to mention that it starts off the final chapter with a bang. And I mean BANG!! It's totally unexpected, especially considering that these are two characters that hardly know one another. So when they suddenly shack up and do the nasty, that's cause for more than just a few eyebrow lifts and dumbfounded stares.
Hey...don't look at my words that way! I'm NOT a pervert. I just have a tendency to think up crazy things that normal people may not take very kindly to.
Really, though, I just thought it would be very interesting to do, especially when I left things off between the two in chapter three. Yes, I know, sweet embraces over deceased loved ones don't always lead to sex, but there's always a chance they can! I'm just glad I had the restraint to keep it tasteful.
You don't even want to know what type of sexual depravity I've written for this site when the NC-17 rating was still in effect...
Next up is probably something I noticed and readers were too nice to point out to me: why the hell was there so much crying?
Obviously, this is a tragic fic lead by the death of a primary character. There's supposed to be crying and weeping and yelling and screaming and all-around angst for everyone. I wanted it to be that type of fic, yet I think I may have written just a bit too much emotion, almost to the point where people seemed to come unraveled at the slightest thing, not to mention that someone said a certain character (Peyton, I think) was slightly out of character. Eh, I wouldn't doubt that she is, seeing as how I just barely kept up with the show to begin with and now I hardly ever watched it (although I did see this past Tuesday's episode: Brooke lies about being pregnant? What the fu...you BITCH!!)
Maybe I should tone down the next tragic fic that I do. Still, reviews speak volumes and many of you think that what I'm doing is fine, so...
Okay, so another thing I have with this story is original characters.
I only created three and wanted to keep it as such. Original characters are so hard to keep up with primarily because I have to describe what they look like, their personalities, their mannerisms, their origins, and then flesh out their relationships with who ever the hell they come into contact with. With Ely it was simple: Lucas' killer=instant antagonist. Provide background info, follow him for a few chapters, and then drop him like a bad habit.
David and Lauren were even easier primarily because I wanted them to play a special role in the finale, but not so special to where they would take up most of the chapter. Just a little show here to make readers say "Wow!" and then they're off just as quickly as they came on the scene.
Hope you liked all three of them. You'll probably never hear from either one again. The only way David and Lauren would appear in another one of MY fics is if I went crazy and thought it was actually fun juggling two original characters around in a twenty year later Tree Hill. But that is a good idea though. Hmm...
Probably another big question is why I killed off Lucas.
Well, it's not that I don't like him, because I really do. But killing off the main character or the hero of any major story is an obvious thing to do for any author. It's also one of the most generic and continuously redone plots in fan fiction history. But one thing that is rarely done is actually keeping the damned person done.
Usually, by some stroke of magic, said character rises from the grave and lives on to see another day. In my stories, when a character dies, their done, finished, and gone. FOREVER. There are no take-backs. Once it's done, it's done. I don't even entertain the notion of a person's spirit being reborn. Maybe their face, like in the instance of David, but never their soul as a person.
I guess that's what makes stories like these really sad, when you know there is no possible way for said character, especially a beloved one like Lucas, to revive or resurrect.
In the end, I had a lot of fun doing this little story, even though it took me an eternity and a day just to update it. I hope all of you enjoyed it and hope you continue to read my stories (except the sexually deviant ones...leave those alone. They're nasty!).
Thanks for your support and I'll try to support every one of you by reading your stories as well.
Sincerely.............SA17
AFTERWORD: PG-13
I hope that all of you have enjoyed reading this angsty and tragic little brainchild of mine. Yes, I'm talking to all two of you out there that pitied me so much that you had your friends put me on your author alert lists even though they could give a rat's pink asshole about me or my story.
Seriously though, I really appreciate your time and patience because, let's be real here. My story is no picnic to sit through. The damn thing goes on and on and on for a little over thirty thousand words. That's roughly seven thousand five hundred words PER CHAPTER or about SEVEN college level essays, in my frame of thinking.
Heh. After all of that reading, I think I'd definitely need a piss break. Maybe even a beer break.
I also commend every one of you that actually waited on my next chapter without losing patience with me and wishing me to a fiery pit in hell for my refusal to complete the story in a timely manner. Although I do think some people cursed me to have writer's block because for a long time I stared at the damn thing without ever coming up with a thought.
Now, let me address some issues with the story. First and foremost, ahem...
WHAT THE HELL?? HALEY AND KEITH!!?
Yes, gentle readers, Haley... and Keith. You gotta admit, it's never been done before, not to mention that it starts off the final chapter with a bang. And I mean BANG!! It's totally unexpected, especially considering that these are two characters that hardly know one another. So when they suddenly shack up and do the nasty, that's cause for more than just a few eyebrow lifts and dumbfounded stares.
Hey...don't look at my words that way! I'm NOT a pervert. I just have a tendency to think up crazy things that normal people may not take very kindly to.
Really, though, I just thought it would be very interesting to do, especially when I left things off between the two in chapter three. Yes, I know, sweet embraces over deceased loved ones don't always lead to sex, but there's always a chance they can! I'm just glad I had the restraint to keep it tasteful.
You don't even want to know what type of sexual depravity I've written for this site when the NC-17 rating was still in effect...
Next up is probably something I noticed and readers were too nice to point out to me: why the hell was there so much crying?
Obviously, this is a tragic fic lead by the death of a primary character. There's supposed to be crying and weeping and yelling and screaming and all-around angst for everyone. I wanted it to be that type of fic, yet I think I may have written just a bit too much emotion, almost to the point where people seemed to come unraveled at the slightest thing, not to mention that someone said a certain character (Peyton, I think) was slightly out of character. Eh, I wouldn't doubt that she is, seeing as how I just barely kept up with the show to begin with and now I hardly ever watched it (although I did see this past Tuesday's episode: Brooke lies about being pregnant? What the fu...you BITCH!!)
Maybe I should tone down the next tragic fic that I do. Still, reviews speak volumes and many of you think that what I'm doing is fine, so...
Okay, so another thing I have with this story is original characters.
I only created three and wanted to keep it as such. Original characters are so hard to keep up with primarily because I have to describe what they look like, their personalities, their mannerisms, their origins, and then flesh out their relationships with who ever the hell they come into contact with. With Ely it was simple: Lucas' killer=instant antagonist. Provide background info, follow him for a few chapters, and then drop him like a bad habit.
David and Lauren were even easier primarily because I wanted them to play a special role in the finale, but not so special to where they would take up most of the chapter. Just a little show here to make readers say "Wow!" and then they're off just as quickly as they came on the scene.
Hope you liked all three of them. You'll probably never hear from either one again. The only way David and Lauren would appear in another one of MY fics is if I went crazy and thought it was actually fun juggling two original characters around in a twenty year later Tree Hill. But that is a good idea though. Hmm...
Probably another big question is why I killed off Lucas.
Well, it's not that I don't like him, because I really do. But killing off the main character or the hero of any major story is an obvious thing to do for any author. It's also one of the most generic and continuously redone plots in fan fiction history. But one thing that is rarely done is actually keeping the damned person done.
Usually, by some stroke of magic, said character rises from the grave and lives on to see another day. In my stories, when a character dies, their done, finished, and gone. FOREVER. There are no take-backs. Once it's done, it's done. I don't even entertain the notion of a person's spirit being reborn. Maybe their face, like in the instance of David, but never their soul as a person.
I guess that's what makes stories like these really sad, when you know there is no possible way for said character, especially a beloved one like Lucas, to revive or resurrect.
In the end, I had a lot of fun doing this little story, even though it took me an eternity and a day just to update it. I hope all of you enjoyed it and hope you continue to read my stories (except the sexually deviant ones...leave those alone. They're nasty!).
Thanks for your support and I'll try to support every one of you by reading your stories as well.
Sincerely.............SA17