After six years, it's coming to an end. My first, original Harry Potter based series. It's over.
It took me long enough, right? But, six years, three books, and countless late-night procrastination sessions later, it's almost done.
It's unnerving. Unreal. And, it kinda hurts. I don't know if I'm able to let go of these characters that have literally grown up with me. I started writing them when I was the same age as Elle, my main character, and now we're both older, wiser, but just as dumb as when we started.
I never realised how far this series would take me, or the friends I'd make from it, or the accomplishments I would be so proud of through the series, but at the end of it, it's amazing to me. I'm actually proud. Which is rare.
But, now that the end is here, I'm also really really nervous. What the hell do I do now?
My whole Wattpad 'career' was this series, and now it's over.
At first, I thought of it like some looming, dark cloud. The end; the end of my Wattpad. Yet, now that the end is almost here, I'm realising that it doesn't have to be the end. I don't have to call it quits and say 'fuck it' to everything on this site.
Sure, Wattpad's community has increasingly become a cesspool of shit I hate, but I actually still love this place, even with its flaws. And, I'm not ready to give it up just yet. In fact, it's almost freeing, in the SOMEONE-HELP-ME, IM-STANDING-ON-THE-EDGE-OF-A-CLIFF sorta way.
It's been hard, I'll admit. It's been draining, but perhaps closing this series will feel like the end of a tough day.
So, basically, I guess I'm saying that you haven't seen the end of me. Though I'm closing one series, I think I'll manage to pull through for other works, if you're willing to read them.
(shit i can't believe it's over)
[watch me take back everything and add another book to my series]