AUTHOR'S NOTE
My dear readers, thank you for sticking with me all this time. It was your questions, criticisms, praises, and reviews that motivated me to keep going. Without them, I would have dropped writing a long time ago. I regret to inform you that this story will not receive a formal conclusion, as I have lost my motivation for it.
When I first posted The Affair in 2016, I was a total novice when it came to writing. I didn't know the first thing about literary devices, or how to set up a scene with transitions, etc. It was thanks to you leaving reviews that I slowly gained these skills, but as I've recently realized, I gained too little too late. When I reread my story, I see so many errors, so many mistakes that could've easily been avoided had I properly planned my story from the beginning, and while some might say, "It's okay, it was your first story," I can't accept that.
One of my fatal flaws is hubris. I take pride in what I do to the point that when it falls out of one with the perfect vision I have for it, I come to hate it. I've debated deleting the story many times during my hiatus, but I felt that would be too cruel to those of you who enjoyed it.
As you all know, I'm bad with deadlines so I won't give any dates or make any official promises but I haven't given up on this story good. I've been working on a proper rewrite in my spare time with much more details and a better overall focus. As I said, I can't say when if ever it will be done, but I thought I should let you all know. I also want to let you all know that I will no longer be posting on FFNet, as I find AO3 much more suitable to what I aim to convey. There are a lot of interactive things I want to include in my future writing pieces that FFNet doesn't offer support for. I'll still be uploading my stories to Wattpad though, if that makes things any better/easier.
Now, with that out of the way, some explanations are in order. First things first, my back. As you guys know, I was in a car accident some months ago and seriously injured my spine. I was in the hospital resting, then I got discharged and I thought everything was good, just to find out I had two herniated discs that required surgery to treat. The surgery was a success — kinda. I was in bed for almost four months recovering and when I "finished," I had to go into physical therapy to get used to walking again. It was not fun, -1000/10, would not recommend. I was a semi-active person before all of this so struggling to walk from the window to the door frustrated me beyond words and I became really depressed. The only thing that gave me a little bit of happiness was when I would post and see your reviews.
After basically three months of physical therapy, I'm proud to say that I feel 90% like myself before the car accident. Tomorrow's actually my last scheduled appointment and it's really just a confirmation thing. After that, I guess I'll be back to normal.
Thanks for the well wishes, thanks for the rants, thanks for the inquiries, I love you all. (ɔ◔‿◔)ɔ