Hey lovelies,
It's been a long time. How are you?
The last you saw of me was when I took down all my novels, and I was quite sure nothing could ever make me change my decision. I still think it was the right decision and many of the things I still think stand true.
Over the past few months, I have never opened Wattpad and I am truly sorry for not responding to your heartfelt comments. And extremely grateful for all the encouragement and love.
Though I never opened Wattpad, I have re-read through them several times now. And today, when I am in dire need of the comfort and warmth of home, I remember why I started writing them in the first place. They were my comfort, my attempt at making something that I wanted to see.
I never expected the success that they had, but was extremely grateful for it. It motivated me and filled me with joy. Seeing the terrible plots filled me with zeal because I knew we could do better and as we moved forward, I lost that but more importantly I lost track of why I was doing this. I am not proud to admit it, but I did start chasing the numbers. Then I pulled back, re-considered my actions and tried to find the why again. It was not easy to find in my busy schedule, and I gave up all those months ago.
However, there is one thing different now. The why was always that they brought me joy. I went to new books because those characters would fill me with joy. They brought me comfort.
And as someone craving comfort and hope, I want to try finding mine by giving it to all of you to who these books might be a comfort.
Enjoy.
Love.
YOU ARE READING
Treasurer of My Sparkle
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