Jesus.
H.
CHRIST.
I'm revisiting this literally for the first time since I posted I was deleting it like 11 years ago. I've also had a considerable amount of wine this evening, thus giving me the courage to face the atrocity that 14-year-old me saw fit to publish on here.
Like. The story itself is awful enough. But then I saw all of my author's notes...
Y'all. How did any of you get through that?
I mean, I guess the fact that I was able to get like 9 chapters out back then, when I can barely get a few pages down for my actual adult writing gig now means something, right?
Anyway, this is just me having a laugh at how cool I thought I was. Thanks to everyone who encouraged young Emily to keep writing, even if it was a complete shit storm. You guys rock.
