And so concludes Running Out of Time. This story was originally written, as you may have known, for a girl that I'd liked, who also happened to go to the same dance class as I did, and was also, well, a girl. This is my sixth book, and I have to say that I'm proud of this in a way that I haven't been proud of my other books. Perhaps this is not the most beautiful prose in the world, but like I said in the Welcome page, it's raw and bare and true. This merges my own experience with infatuation with imagination and fantasy, and while I may never be able to experience it in real life, due to the unfortunate existence of homophobia, I can live through these books and imagine and dream.
Writing has always been an escape for me, something that I've always enjoyed doing. But sometimes it is also a baring of my soul. And if you find it messy or dirty or confusing or conflicting or foolish, that's because it's real. I am luscious_sky, I am pansexual, and this is real.
Thank you.
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Running Out of Time
Teen FictionWillow Qiu, a young girl still figuring out her sexuality, is sent to an elite dance camp a few hours' drive away from home, despite her secret wishes not to pursue dance professionally and to leave her home and friends behind. Even before it starts...
