Travel through Time (Edmund Pevensie)

Final

Well, there's one more author's note thanking all of you guys after this. 

Today I went through and corrected (hopefully) all of my spelling errors. They were numerous.  I didn't  bother correcting the sequel. I don't even want to look at it.

This is sadly not the cringiest thing I ever wrote, but it is by far the most popular cringy thing. I haven't been on this site for a long time since I got a new obsession, wrote on another site about it, and went and changed schools a lot in a short time, and am currently working on switching to yet another school. (WELL this one's a college technically). 

I was very young when I first began this, not even close to driving, and now I am an actual adult. Yup. Adult. Degrees and everything.  

It came a long way and honestly I probably took over a year to write this. 

It's awkward and bumbling and well... yeah so was I. 

I am sorely tempted to re-write that first chapter because it is so shitty compared to the second one it's not even funny. IDK what happened when I started it, but obviously my head was somewhere else. I may just leave it though, seeing as I really... don't feel like it. 

My plans for the sequel were this, in case you actually wanted to know: 

-Clarisse absolutely lost herself because of her attachment to Narnia.

-She was supposed to have a side quest where she performed trials for a mostly friendly witch, but I think I wrote that she didn't try to get her body back because I was lazy. In the long run, that was a shitty decision because it gave me no way to make her physical again. I'm sure I could come up with SOMETHING but the most probable thing would've been Aslan helps, as always, and we'd have to go through hella boring chapters where my main can't even really help the crew of the Dawn Treader, and I would've been lazy and skimped on details anyway.

-As you may have read, my one exciting thing I was going to write was that she was able to move things like a ghost or poltergeist or something. And after a chapter or two of that, you get the point. 

-Probably the reason I didn't continue this book (other than school or a job or relationship drama or just that I didn't feel like it) was because I was going to have Clarisse choose between staying a ghosty cloud-like thingy and protect Narnia, eventually earning her status as a star like Lilliandil, or returning to be a human and go to live with Edmund in his time. 

-That was a problem because I never decided which to make her choose. I didn't know if i'd make it bittersweet or sappy happy. Love for a magical nation, or love for a boy you met there? 

-Having myself somebody who I wouldn't ever be able to part with, I know which I'd choose now, but this fanfiction... honestly is what it is. I could go and edit and rewrite, but I'd have to change just about every sentence and give a whole different plot to make it... well, decent. 

I left myself so many little opportunities to put in little details, but because I would hardly ever write, I'd just forget that I set something up even if I re read a chapter. The characters' relationships make no sense- why would they all be so attached to her? Why does she make rash decisions? Other than the ONE memory I interject when she's practically dead, her and Edmund have no reason to actually be in love, and at times what was supposed to be funny just isn't. Because of the response I got, I'm not taking it down, because IDk maybe somebody really liked it.  

Just know that if you read this far you're a trooper, and I'm kinda proud I at least finished Book 1 of this while I'm also kinda tempted to throw up because it's just... eww lol. 

You can clearly tell that I aged over the chapters though. Some are written much better than say, chapter 2 and 3, and I guess that's pretty cool. 

And that's that. I'm not going to ever come back to this, I know I'm not. I edited it for the first time today, and yeah, It's over lol. Thanks for being here. 

Written/Published: 1/20/2018