Let's be honest

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Okay guys... It's time to be real here.

If you happen to read any of my other stories, especially IDOV, then you've probably noticed already.

Compared to my other stories, I don't update this story very often.  It's true.  And it's been nagging at me for weeks.  I feel that I owe you, my amazing, devoted readers, an explanation.

I'm uninspired.  I really am.  This book for me right now doesn't interest me at all, especially in comparison to my other stories.  And that pisses me off to no end.

I have theories as to why.

First of all, I hardly listen to BVB anymore.  I still love them.  They will always hold a specially place in my heart.  They were my first band.  First rock concert.  I love them.  But they aren't doing anything right now and I'm not connecting to their music right now.  Don't get me wrong, if they were to tour in my area, I'd be the first to buy their tickets.  But overall, they don't interest me right now.

In ties with that, I'm listening to other bands right now.  Primarily, MCR, hence the reason I'm writing three mcr fanfics as well as this one.  And right now, they hold most of my interest.

Also in ties with that, this book, this plot... It isn't holding my interest very often.  And that's my fault.  When I first started this story two and a half years ago, I put so much effort into planning every plot line detail that I wore myself out on it.  It's become to repetitive and boring because I'm not being spontaneous with it.  It's all planned and structured.  And sure, I love to know ahead of time what I'm writing, but I think I overdid it and now I'm stuck.

But I'm not leaving this story behind.

I'm not quitting.

I made a promise to myself AND my readers that I would never EVER leave my stories unfinished, no matter how long it took to finish them, no matter how uninterested I got.  Because I've been on the other side of that spectrum.  I've been a reader of a book or series that was left unfinished because the writer didn't want to finish it (That was totally throwing shade at PotatoYoghurt bc *COUGH COUGH* LEAVING THE SUMMERTIME TRILOGY UNFINISHED AFTER TWO FVCKING YEARS OF READING THAT SERIES AND ON SUCH A MASSIVE CLIFFHANGER IS BOT OKAY ESPECIALLY AFTER THR SHIT YOU PUTGEE AND FRANK THROUGH) And I HATE that.  So I won't do that.  I will NEVER do that.

I'm going to find a way to gain my interest back.  I think I'm going to mix up my plot, throw my plan out the window and pull things out of my ass cause at least then I'll be surprising myself.  That's how I seem to keep my interest so well in my other stories.  Sure, the plots are generally planned, but the events are so much more spontaneous and that's what I'm gonna do.

I already started the next chapter, but I'm going to scratch it and start fresh.  I'm going to keep writing for you guys.  You deserve better than my half-assed commitment to this story.

A week from today I will be taking a six hour flight to New York (woo! New York!) and I'm going to do a shit ton of writing, especially for this story.

So thank you so much for you patience.  I love you guys and I'm sorry for letting you down.  I hope that this story will turn out the way you hope :)

xoBri

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For clarification:

I got into BVB in my freshman year of high school.  It was a time where I had finally managed to escape bullying and I was in a new school where nobody knew me.  I decided that I didn't care what people thought about me and I wanted to show those people I grew up with that I was a different person entirely.

I went from a goody two shoes in eighth grade to a straight up rebel with a fvck you attitude in ninth grade.  That's why BVB was my passion. They had that message, the songs about being yourself and fighting for what you believe in.

But as the years have passed, I still keep a general fvck you attitude, but I don't need it to be as strong.  I've found who I am now.  I'm no longer floundering around in this world with black eyeliner and combat boots.  Sure, I love to dress like that, but I don't feel the need to anymore. 

As that feeling faded, so did my reliance on BVB to get me through.  They helped me gain my footing, give me back my confidence and fighting attitude.  But once I gained those things back, I didn't need them to support me anymore.
I started standing on my own.

I believe there will always be times when I will need them and go back to them, but that time isn't now.  I still sing along to their songs just as loud when they come on Pandora, and I still wear their t shirt and bracelets as a badge of honor, but I don't rely on them anymore.

I hope this better explains my lack of connection to them.

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