Wham, Bam, Shangalang

The Earth says hello.

Hey, can you check out my book? I've been trying to get it started and I'm struggling heh.. much appreciated 

Hey guys and gals, 
          
          It's your old... old pal Al back at it again. If you're into Avoiding Proxies, I apologize, heh- That's not really a thing anymore, but if ya still remember me and ya wanna see new content, you might just be in luck. I've been doing a lot of rp in the past few years and I've picked up some really cool stories from that and I thought this might be a good place to draft those before I turn the big transcript into a comic, just for peer review. 
          
          If you're interested, keep an eye out and if not, that's cool too. Have a great day, month, year, life and I hope to see you guys later.

Before I post this, I want you guys to know that I love you. ❤
          
          It's late at night and the road is slick under my tires as I try to make my way home. I can already see myself back at the house with Ellie, my six year old daughter. She's stayed up way too late because her elderly babysitter has fallen asleep once more, but my anger is brushed away as I imagine her jumping into my arms and smothering me with Eskimo kisses before I tuck her into bed. I'd let her pick a story book, even though she always picks her favorite, "Where  the Wild Things Are". Then I'd read to her until-
          
          A loud horn snapped me from my day dream just moments before impact. The sickening crunch of metal and bone filled my ears and everything went dark. When I'd come to, I found myself barely able to move and in a puddle of my own still warm blood. I assessed my injuries and there was no way I would ever be able to hold on until the ambulance arrived, as a doctor, I knew this. I knew I was going to die.
          
          It was pointless to call an ambulance, but I did have one more call to make. I pulled out my phone and turned it on; a picture of Ellie and I smiled back through the cracked display.
          
          I pressed the numbers and listened to the dial sequence. 
          
          One ring.
          Two rings.
          Three rings.
          
          She always answered on the third ring.
          
          "Ellie?"
          
          "Yes Daddy." I breathed a sigh of relief.
          
          Ellie, I don't have long to talk baby. Do you know how much I love you?" 
          
          "Yes Daddy, more than I can ever know."
          
          "Good. Never forget that Ellie."
          
          I said my goodbyes and hung up the phone. The stars, they shined a little brighter for those last few minutes.

Not to be rude or nosey but may I ask what you've been up to? I really enjoyed your story avoiding proxies....I don't want to come off as rude or inconsiderable but could you continue it? 

So... Things have passed a point that I never thought they would have. I've got a loving following, semi-popular stories, and some really good friends that I've made along the way, but something just... Feels off about it. I find myself wanting to do more with you guys, have meaningful conversations, get to know you all, but something always nags at me... I don't really know who I am, so I can I be myself around you guys? I'm so tired of promising things to you guys, to myself, that I fully intend to do, but get side tracked over. I suppose I am an author of empty promises, and I'm sorry. I'm so sorry that I have done that to you guys and to myself. I don't want to be in a position where I have to choose between the promises I have made and the pitiful truth of my inadequacy. I realize that it sounds like I'm quitting, but I'm not. I just... Want to be as truthful as I can be, given my current state. I feel like I will disappoint you guys, but that's not what scares me most. I fear that my existence is a small blip in an otherwise evenly flowing reality. 
          
          
          I'll be around if you guys need me.

HELLO OLD FRIEND 

Hey gang, I just wanted to put it out there that I am writing a new book, "Through Someone Else's Eyes". It's a book about a blind man, his dog, and his best friend. It's been a real challenge writing it and it's in a different format than I am acclimated to writing in, but I feel like it's going to be a lot of fun. So, if you're interested, go ahead and check it out. There are already two chapters out.
          
          See you in the next chapter, buh-bye!

Happy New Years everyone!

I was mulling some things over and happened to check my wattpad. Guys, I really do appreciate you all. You encourage me, keep an eye on my stories and I, and you all generally just make Wattpad a great place for me and those like me to come and feel at home. At risk of sounding like Jacksepticeye and Markiplier, I really do want you all to know how much you mean to the surrounding community and I. My profile wouldn't still be here if you all hadn't pushed me to be better, to continue on, and to get off of my lazy butt and actually do something. 
          
          So, thank you.
          
          To all the subscribers who thought I was a cool enough cat, to all the voters that have egged me on, to all the commenters that made my day with their goofing, to all the cool people I've come across, and the lifetime friends I've made here. There would be no me without you guys and gals.
          
          I'm really sorry for not welcoming the new recruitments like I've done in the past. You all deserve better than that and I'm going to try and see if I can right that wrong with this, and try to PM you all, even if it's just to see how your day was. I'm not always this straightforward, fun Dudette but I'm glad that you guys give me the opportunity to show that side of myself and, maybe, even the little bit of personal growth that came with it.
          
          So, again, thank you. From the bottom of what little heart I have left, thank you.