A strange feeling it is, indeed. I sit here at this computer and the words are halted from my fingers as if someone had ripped out my voice. And though I stare blankly at the computer screen for hours, I know that tomorrow will be the same, as it was as yesterday. Blank and black.
Starting somewhere, I would like to address a few topics.
One, I apologize sincerely for the terribly delays. Something has been stolen from me, perhaps ripped from me against my will, and I can't seem to find it. This is probably the worst case of writers block that I have experienced. And this does not serve well with a type of humiliation that only boils over in the pits of my stomach. I feel nauseated when I read my own work, but I guess that's the way it goes when you write. You write, write, write and then read it over until you can read it no longer.
Two, I would like to point out that when I started this fiction, I was basically just joking around. I was bored one day, and then I looked over to my radio, where I have a stuffed chicken toy and I began to write. It all began as some sort of weird inside joke, but I am very glad that I did not give up. And I do not plan on giving up until I feel that the story is complete.
Something's been drained from me and I feel that it's not fair that you guys don't know what's going on. Worst case of writers block ever. I feel like it's going to be here forever. But who knows? Something might hit me tomorrow and the next chapter might be up only a few hours from now.
Three, thanks to all of you who have been faithful. Thanks to those who have reviewed and thanks to those who have just read. Thanks to those who have been patient. Thanks to those who have put up with my bantering. Thanks to those who have read my work and appreciated it, even though it's not great. Thanks to those who have stayed with me from chapter one. Thanks for reading my other stories. Thanks for putting up with the delays. Thanks for being there. Thanks for reading. Thanks for writing. Thanks for not flaming. Thanks for the constructive criticism.
Thanks again. Thanks again.
I will post the next chapter as soon as possible.
Wish me luck. Jack and Henry will eventually be together, this is not titled "romance" for no reason. Please be patient. :]
Always,
Lip Balm [Jo]