A/N:
Hi friends,
I wish you were hearing from me under better circumstances. First and foremost, I want to apologize for dropping off the face of the planet. I have a lot of excuses, some of which are better than others. The main one is, in February, I had an eye infection that caused me to go partially blind for almost six weeks. Perhaps it's a lesson in irony, because I wrote Bottle-Specs with the intention of trying to spread the message that you are more than the way you look, but still I was so repulsed by my own glasses, I ignored my itching, hazy and damaged eyes and continued to wear contacts that were basically destroying my corneas. The good news is, I now have my eyesight back. The bad news, of course, is that I lost touch with lots of projects I was in the middle of, including this story. Still, I put off sending out a note to you wonderful people because I was very afraid of disappointing you when you've been so gracious towards me.
I genuinely did try to work on a new chapter, but having already faced problems with writer's block on this story, it got too difficult to pick back up. I then started and in a whirlwind finished an original story I've been thinking about for a long time. So as happy as that has made me, editing that work has become a priority for me – I'm not saying that I've abandoned "You'd go out with Remus Lupin, right?" because I do still have a vague idea of where it's going, but for now I have to put it on hold indefinitely. I hope that I will find the motivation to return to it soon, because as evidenced by your lovely and passionate reviews, it means something to many of you. I hope that you will understand and forgive me for keeping you waiting only to say I have to keep you waiting longer. Please know that I genuinely plan to make an effort to come back to it and bring it to its conclusion, if not for myself, then for you.
I have decided however to post the song that Kate wrote for Remus. Initially it was going to serve as the final chapter, but I think that it will work as a break in plot and at least fulfill some of the many missing questions. I am quite happy with the way it turned out - obviously I know the tune, but like Kate, I'm not much of a singer, so I'm afraid the lyrics will have to do the talking.
Thanks for your understanding, patience and support. Hope I can come back and write for you soon.
xo Takethefirewhiskyandrun
The Way it's Supposed to Be (This Boy with Bunny Flu)
Write a book,
Think of the days we let slip by behind us,
I mistook,
All of the ways you showed me I was enough,
Take a look,
At the mess that I've made,
the price that we've paid,
I wish that I'd said,
I was in love.
Cause we sit under,
The stars and try to,
wonder 'bout the way we'll be
When we're over eighty-three
I know,
You won't,
throw your arm around of me
Like the way it used to be,
With him.
But I don't want him,
I don't need his heavy arm,
It's you, it's me,
your eyes make me,
wish for more
The way it's supposed to be.
We can laugh,
About the way the moon shines right above us,
Things are daft,
All of the crazy, stupid questions we left unasked
Cause you hide,
And I beg, please stay,
Cause I won't,
Let you get away from me
And keep us both from history
I know,
You won't,
Roll your eyes and frown at me
Like the way it used to be,
With him.
But I don't want him,
I don't need his careless scowl,
It's you, it's me,
your eyes make me
wish for more
The way it's supposed to be.
And will you make me eggs for breakfast,
Will you save me when I'm reckless,
If I promise to be true,
Do you think that me and you,
Could float away?
Away, away, Away.
Underneath the willow tree
Is where he said you'd wait for me
But I don't want him,
I don't need his foolish lies,
It's you, it's me,
Your eyes make me wish for more
The way it's supposed to be.
I don't want him,
I want you and all your flaws
I don't want him,
I want you and all your charms
It's you, it's me,
Your eyes make me wish for more
The way it's supposed to be
It's you, it's me,
Our hearts,
they need
to be more
The way it's supposed to be.