Honestly, i'd rather promote other peoples work, but, that said, this is kind of different...
i just submitted a new story, hopefully it will be up soon - chapter 9 of butterfly beach. it's been a long wait, i know, but i am trying to finish the series. if you've read the others, well, you know what you're getting into, if not, it would mean a lot to me if you at least gave chapter one a read.
something i'd like to share, not because i'm looking for sympathy, but because i know i make a lot of you (hopefully) wait for continuations, next chapters, etc.
i've been ill this year, starting way back in March. very ill, tho i try not to make a fuss out of it - a small handful of people know, but mostly, i keep it to myself. it's not something i like to share, nor does it make for fun chat, and i really do enjoy bouncing around and having fun here
the POINT to all this is that, come January, i will be taking an extended break from Lush, that means no modding, no posting, no stories, nothing, and before that happens i really would like to finish this series - it's getting close to completion. thing is, i haven't been writing much, with the exception of one longer fetish story and the very quick flash fiction i've been doing for a reason - it's gotten pretty difficult to write. my energy level is close to zero and i'm in constant pain and under a lot of stress, making it difficult to write anything i think is good enough to go up, or at least finish the stuff i start in a satisfying way. this chapter is 2k and i really don't want to admit how long i struggled to write it.
anyways, bottom line, things like pretty shiny two aren't going to get finished, most likely for a very long time. and yes, i know how that feels like as a reader, but it's really beyond my control right now. in the meantime, i hope that this makes up for it a little to those of you following the story. it's not perfect, but i am doing the best i can to make it enjoyable and i'll keep you updated when i have more to publish.
as always, with love,
sprite/rachel
You can’t truly call yourself peaceful unless you are capable of violence. If you’re not capable of violence, you’re not peaceful. You’re harmless.
I feel somewhat guilty that I haven't read everything you've written, Rachel. Especially when you've read all my meager musings and clunky writing. I don't say that for any other reason than you capture words and spin them into certain scenes in certain ways I'm not sure I'll ever be able to. That's just fact.
My aim is take people think when they read. At least, I try to.
You, my dear, make people... feel, really feel, with your stories. Sometimes a little too much. Which is a good thing because I'm often terrible at showing any feeling for people in general, which is a long ass story for another time.
Anyway. There are precious few, even in my day to day life, where I'd enjoy just sitting down and talking. I hate small talk. And I tend to overthink a lot where conversations can veer to the awkward.
But strangely, or not so strangely, I have this feeling where I believe I could sit down with you in a nice quiet coffe shop or book store and talk for hours about nothing in particular. Hopefully, (not), that doesn't embarrass you too much. Because it's true.
I said before I love your mind to pieces. And I do. Even though we don't "know" each other much and I wish I'd been maybe a bit more proactive in that regard as I think we vibe on a similar, if small sort of frequency.
Anyway. I could rant until my diatribe becomes a story itself, so I'll cut it off here.
Of course I'll read this.
I will read it (after I read the first 9 chapters)! I just finished your wonderful trio of trippy Alice-In-Wonderland-ish flash pieces and dearly love your style. I was very fond of Pretty Shiny too (though I think it is perfect as a stand-alone, and you should add nothing else to it). Such a dizzying antic perspective, always keeping the reader off guard, wondering what will happen next.
Anyway...I will try not to do the white boy gush like LYFBUZ and probably fail miserably. I am not one of the old school royalty here, like you, and I don't know you well. I am sorry for your medical issues. I have witnessed the deep frustration and exhaustion of battling a tough illness, and my heart swells in sympathy for you. You are a delightful presence in this community, cheerful and angry and energetic and passionate and empathetic and always engaged. I still treasure your comment on one of my Shards ("brilliant, and I don't say that lightly" - see, I even memorized it!) because it meant much to me to hear you say that.
You are extremely talented, and a lively, lovely presence here. I hope the New Year brings you some relief and hope and help as you battle your monsters of sickness (I always pictured the illness of my loved one as a Golem). Good luck, and much love, dear.
Peace.
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