Today, I gave away my baby.
Private message to Simply Bulisen:
Understand that it hurts me. Though I stopped really caring months ago and I
finished writing it, today I find something missing from me.
The Whid story and universe have been part of me for so long. It was my first
mpreg, my first real slash. I remember posting it under a new penname, a fresh
start.
I made the mistake of leaving in the sex scene and it got taken down, but it was
after that that I made the mpreg-spiirt. Its just... it was real special to me.
It's my first baby that I was truly proud of. That got me some readers. That I
loved.
So to say goodbye to it after nearly three years or so isn't easy for me. I'm
going to miss it so much.
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I am of course talking about 'What Have I done?'
Today, I posted the final chapter of the sequel and have no plans to do more. It's like giving up my child. Sending them out into the world, watching proudly but aching inside, wantng to keep them locked up forever.
I guess it's just hit me that there is no more after this. It's Over. Done. Finished.
There is no more of my characters I've become so attached too. No more of Crosby, no writing of what those twins might have been like. 'No more run-away from home to marry my Godfather' mpreg cross-dressing Sirry smut.
But it's the thought of forgetting about it. Of putting all behind me like I have to....
That's driving me to tears.
R.I.P
My precious story.
May you live on in heart and spread your bad(ish) grammar and mpregginess over Fanfic.net