So uhh...hi? It's me, Speedy boy number 360. You all have probably been wondering where in God's name I've been?
Well....
I've been here the whole time. Just staring at a draft of a chapter I'm not sure how to write.
And unsure if I even have the motivation to write.
And that's the real kicker. Motivation. It's not the fact I got a job tjat like works me from 8pm to 4am. Not it at all.
I just lost motivation. Which SUCKS! Because this story is fun to write! It feels refreshing to write down my ideas! But then...the fire just fades. For no reason. Trust me, I'd love for it just suddenly ignite again, but that's not how any of this works.
I honestly can't believe there are people still waiting for a new chapter. Like why? This story Is so flawed and raunchy and absolute cringe at times. Why do you keep reading a dumpster fire?
*sigh*. Regardless, I just wanted to say where I've been. I'm fine, my family is fine, and my job is fine. I just...
The fire hasn't been burning for a while. But one day, with the right spark, it'll ignite once more.