This is an apology to anybody who has read my work:
For those of you who are wondering where the hell I've been, I've recently been struggling with the worst writer's block ever and I had run into a dead end when it came to typing. And that coupled with the fact that I actually have a life beyond the keyboard, I haven't had much time to trouble myself with satisfying readers with a new chapter. I had recently traveled to Washington DC to enjoy the sights, and most recently I had preoccupied myself in the holiday weekend. So in other words, I was lazy. So you might be asking yourself, "What's going to happen next?" In response to that question, I'd like to say, I've fucked up. And I have contemplated, and mulled this over in my head over a million times, and I have come to my conclusion. I have decided to retype the entire story. Those of you who are reading this right now may obviously be thinking, "That is possibly the most idiotic and asinine thing that I've ever heard anybody say." To that I say, I alone made this decision to post my story on this site, and as author, I have complete creative control over my story, and no one can convince me otherwise to do anything different. And for those of you, who wish to convince me not to do this, feel free to leave your opinion in the comments, and I'll be sure to ignore them. I deeply thank those who have read my story up until now, and I apologize for my recent laziness, and I hope you will be accepting towards my decision to redo my story entirely.
From the desk of A. Montgomery Charpenteir,
dictated but not read.