Wow, so, it's been two years since I added another chapter to this. The response has been phenomenal and I'm greatly indebted to anyone who has voted, commented, or even glanced at this novel. I feel quite guilty now that I never finished this.
I fell out of love with Wattpad a while back, just because I didn't feel like I was going anywhere with it. I never took the time to edit or refine, and the littered typos everywhere made me feel unprofessional. It also took too much of my free time. I needed a breather, and so I just kind of...left. Left my account, and left my stories to decay with time.
But they didn't decay - they've been kept alive by all of you!
I don't know if I will revive this account. Over these past two years I have grown and matured immensely, and my writing has grown and matured with me. I have written my way out of my humble fanfiction beginnings to attempts of something greater, something bolder. I understand my limitations and how to stretch them. I recently started the second draft of a novel over 75k words that I hope to send to an agent and publish traditionally. Outside of that, I know what I want to study at university and am preparing my application for that.
This summer, I've got a lot to do, but just because I hate leaving loose ends, I will attempt to finish this novel. It will hurt - the anachronisms, the style, and the grammar will hurt me, not going to lie. But you all deserve to know what happens to James, Rose, Luke, Mary, Clara and Jack. I'm warning you, it won't be pretty what happens to them. Studying history more has given me even more ruthlessness than I used to have!
YOU ARE READING
«letters to the somme»
General Fictiona patchwork of letters and telegrams and shorts telling the story of a girl and a boy who are caught in the crossfire of the first world war. all through the heartache and the pain and the blood comes a gleam of hope, of peace. commemorating the ce...
