Story Alert!

Hey guys,
I started Bittersweet Memories today and posted the first chapter just now. It was really amazing to write, very sort of.. it kinda got through to me. And if you think that sounds gay well screw you. It was like it was actually happening to me, like I was documenting my own feelings and reactions instead of Stephs. Kinda weird and depressing feeling huh. It was cool though, a good story to write. So I've finished up to after her dream - the next bit

WARNING :: SPOILERS

the next bit is about how she goes to Vegas to run away from the sadness and depression of Trenton. She finds that everywhere she goes reminds her of Ranger, so she runs away from everyone including Morelli, Tank and her family to Vegas. She stays there and the next chapter is set sixteen years later. She revisits Trenton, stronger than ever, now the best bounty hunter in Vegas probably most of America. She is co owner of a bail bonds company which dominates most of the North. She is much stronger now, and able to manage her feelings and use her hidden confidence and strength Morelli and her family stole from her. She comes back to visit Rangers grave, always wearing the charm he always wore to remind her of the sacrifices he made for her. The End. Is that not the most touching story?

I love it. I love the idea, the feelings, the insecurities, the faults and troubles. I love the description and depth of the character, how it really bares her soul and allows her to be swallowed in emotion. Wow.. I'm mellow now.



Anyways, I'll probably start the sequel to It's all not True (Ant) before BSM because that has been pending longer. And I love the new storyline I've cooked up for it too. So pleanty of writing and editing to be doing, as well as seeing long lost friends, prepping for christmas day and buying presents. But its cool. I love writing more than anything, because it allows me to express the feelings in my heart.

Not many people know but I suffer from depression, and I found writing was the best thing I could do. I couldnt talk to anyone, so i wrote poems and posted them on devart. It was the hardest thing to keep it all inside so I wrote it on paper and it gave me a certain amount of release. For those out there who share my condition, don't do what I did. Don't make the same mistakes. It has cost me months of my life. Months of being constantly sad and hopeless. Don't do it, just trust me on this one. I urge you - speak to someone. I havent. And I keep wishing I could. Dont keep it all inside. Because one time, it will burst and all come flooding out. All the feelings and sadness, all the hopelessness and desolation. And you'll have no control. You'll go down further than you were before. Its a relentless vicious cycle, so don't enter into it. Just don't. Coz once you're in its near impossible to get out.

I'll leave you on this cheerful note.
schaefy