So where do I even begin right? Not like it's been over a year and a half since I've posted anything and I've even gotten a lot of PM's asking if the story died or hell if I myself died. Well you are half right, to say the least. I just want to start from the beginning, so here we go...starting this story was meant for me to be able to project myself through the eyes of Roxas because he was and still my favorite character for many reasons, but enough about that. After writing my emotions and REAL LIFE EXPIRENCES I started to notice little things that would pop up in my life. It seemed like that whatever I would write about, that event or something damn near close in context would actually happen to me. Now as you can imagine this is bullshit, because I feel the same way about it but something in the back of my mind was bugging me saying like "The shit you write about happens in real life, you need to stop."
And to be honest I really didn't want to because I loved the ideas I had for the story and wanted to continue. So I took a break from uploading, but I continued to hand write chapters...12 more to be exact. And the same things started happening or even situations, per example: In one of my chapters I wrote about being in the car with Axel and Hayner after being in that fight that actually happened to me in real life, normal right? Guys will be guys and do stupid shit and get into fights, however I had more to that chapter or rather I wrote a different scenario for that. I had originally written for Axel and Roxas to get into a car crash during winter and both get pretty banged up. Mind you all these future chapters I had written I had no intention of uploading because I wanted to be done with the story all together.
Sure enough, this past February I was driving on this main stretch of my city and hit black ice and totaled my car. Got a few broken ribs, a concussion and no memory of what actually happened in the wreck. The only reason I "know" what happened was a car behind me was kind enough to help me out of the car and call 911 so I have the police report of that guy's eye-witness testimony. But I'm jumping the gun, I guess I should tell you guys why I really wanted to stop writing in the first place. Not this past February but a year ago my mother passed away from a 12 year long fight with Breast Cancer. Her death really wasn't a shock to me because I have been taking care of her most of my life. I mean don't get me wrong, she wasn't on her death bed for 10 years straight and hell, a few years ago you would have never been able to guess that she was sick in the first place. But around the end of 2011 she started getting worse, could barely walk and just looked all around ill. It didn't even hit me after her death that she was gone. I had been living at her house and at my dad's (who divorced with my mother and got remarried around when I was 8) and it was fine. But after a few months of her being gone it finally hit me like "she's gone, you aren't going to see her again man." I just had this continuous mindset of almost like she was just gone on a trip or something, but that put in me in a long time of depression and confusion which if you could tell as my chapters continued I started using more language and more adult themes because I was struggling with taking care of her.
The past year and a half have been a complete blur and I want to apologize for just leaving the story there, doing nothing with it...BUT, I am starting over with "Coffee with a Side of Kairi" just in a new light, new scenario, new life attitude and new location... this time in college and not in high school. Oh college, or as some call it: University or Uni for short. It is a magical time where you get to be on your own finally, away from your parents and you are responsible for your work and waking up and just being yourself. Now, this story will actually be like a gap in story between what happened at the end of what I was writing in CwK and will start with Roxas going to college. Oh but internet reader, I can already see what you are about to post, "So you are just going to be a lazy piece of shit, not finish your original story, have it then continue as a epilogue to a new story?"
Yes. Yes I am shitlord because I damn well can. I have a few ideas for title's that I've come up with after sleepless nights of idiots as roommates (I love them to death but they can be fucking morons sometimes). But I want you guys' opinions on whether or not this is a good idea to so to speak 'start anew' with a new story but not really a new story, but a continuation of the story I am disbanding on...yeah that makes sense right? I will keep you guys posted with another update of when I will be uploading the first chapter because I have some really good ideas to start with and am excited to start writing again.
NOW MIND YOU, this will be a mature rated story, I.E. sex, drinking, language and just adult shit mkay? Mkay.
As always,
~Roxas