First off, hello to everyone who stayed here, despite my lack of updating over the past few years.
I've always loved writing, ever since I was little I was captured by the stories my mom would read to me before I went to bed. When I was old enough to read, I was also old enough to write.
In the meantime, I've grown. I've lived my young life, wanting to become a writer. That's why I started writing here on fanfiction and Deviantart in the first place. Because all my stories were my escape, my own little world no one could take from me.
But, like all kids, I also needed to grow up. Realise, that writing would never make sure I could live a comfortable life, that it wouldn't pay my bills. That you can only make it in a world like ours if you put hard work and effort into the things you do. And so, my writing was lost. I focused on getting through high school but something was missing.
I went to university, started out with journalism. Because, I'd lost my writing. But I'd never lost my passion for it. Yet, journalism was not what I wanted. Yes, I heard people's stories, but none of them were my own. So, after a year I quit, I decided that this was nothing for me.
Back then, the idea played in my mind of starting to write again. I'd always been fond of fanfiction, read hundreds myself, and I was inspired by a lot of great authors out here. Not only that, I'd taken to reading a lot more. All sorts of stuff. Some books I liked, others I didn't but every book I read made me want to start writing again.
I started the new schoolyear at university only two months later. This time, I chose for the stories. I chose to learn how to write, to study something not only because I wanted to, not only because I knew it would be able to give me a job, but also because I was set on completing my dream. To be a writer. This is, how I started to study history.
I'm two years in now, and it's hard. It wasn't like I would've hoped it would be. But, I've learned so much over these past years. I understand how to tell a story and there was one story that I had always wanted to tell.
This story, shattered. The story always kept playing in my head, I had scribbled down a lot of endings for this story but I never truly understood where I wanted it to go. So I started to reread more of my old stuff, and while I think most stories have a good storyline to start with, most of them I would now call "crap". All, except for this one. This one feels… different. More like me. But not yet good enough.
So, I've taken to rewriting this story. The concept will stay the same. Misty will still be in Team Aqua but I felt like a lot of crucial points were missing. Like my story progressed too fast and too slow at the same time. There were so many questions unanswered.
And now, I hope I will solve that. I hope, that if you're still out there, you will reread these first chapters once they're done and that you will follow my story until the end. And I hope, that in the end, you will be just as happy as me with the results.
Love, chocogreen.