I hope everyone is having a good day, whether you celebrate Christmas or not. Things have been wild this year, and when it's over I can't say I'll miss it, but there have been parts of 2020, little smidgens of light, that have made the struggle somewhat easier.
My writing/publishing schedule has been atrocious, and my sleeping schedule even worse, but the little bits of writing i have managed to do I am very proud of. I am in the process of rewriting 'The Art of F**cking Up' and I am loving it so far, The Fall of Icarus had really come into its' own and I have a 20,000+ words manuscript sitting somewhere on my laptop that I am extremely proud of (though I don't know if anyone will ever see it).
To not thank those who voted on my work, commented on it, and spent their time reading it would be a crime, so thank you. Thank you all so much for wasting your time on me and my writing. I don't think I could ever express how grateful i am to you. Thank you.
I don't know how next year will go, but i hope it goes well. It might be a little crazy, it'll be crazy for me anyway. I've got pretty important exams waiting for me in 2021, and I'm hoping that, come September, I'll be attending university. I can't promise updates will be frequent, but there'll be updates nevertheless.
Dum Spiro Spero
(where there is life, there is hope)
Drusus Livia