When once the itch of literature comes over a man, nothing can cure it but the scratching of a pen. ~Samuel Lover, Handy Andy, 1842
I’m starting a new piece, despite my obligations to myself and others. So I beg your patience with me and my brain. Sometimes you are hit full-force with a story, and that story is just clamoring to the forefront, even when you try to suppress it. I find myself working over this story as I walk from place to place, as I cook, when I’m in the shower. So I’m putting it down on paper, mostly for me, and maybe it will come to light on an archive, too. It will post here and only here, mainly because despite the fact that it is gnawing at me, dying to get out, I’m not sure how much time I’ll have to work on it. But if it lives up to my expectations of it, it will be a storyline that the Twilight fandom has, to my knowledge, never seen.
If you choose to read it, I can’t promise update speed. But I’m grateful for your readership, regardless, and I hope you enjoy the journey as much as it seems like I will.
Welcome to One Day, the Sun Will Rise, my take on a New Moon AU.
*Thuds, falls to floor* Is there a bigger word than ecstatic? If anyone knows, you do, linguistic queen. This makes me verrah happy. Of course I think you are quite mad, but your madness is to my benefit so I will not require you to seek treatment. *face cracking with largeness of smile*
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I am REALLY excited about this one. The problem is, pieces are coming completely out of order–there’s almost 5K written, but I don’t even have enough to post a chapter 1 yet. But it is super, super fun. And I’m very complimented by your falling to the floor. 🙂