TW - DEATH, SUICIDE
Hey everyone, Olz here. I know many of you are going to be disappointed to see that this isn't an update, but please hear me out. I'd really appreciate it if you could bear with me and read what I've got to say.
So, I've never really talked about my personal life on here. I guess that's about to change.
I've something to confess. Not long after I started this book, I... stopped shipping Frerard. Yep, you heard me right. The reason was because honestly, I felt pretty weird about it. I changed my thinking after that realization. I rationalized the one shots by thinking that even though Frank and Gerard are respectable people who are both married to beautiful women, I was using them as no more than a pair of characters; using a fictional relationship as a creative vessel for what I was going through. You see, I mainly decided to continue because people were enjoying what I was creating. And, what the hell, so was I. Those one shots were undeniably fun to write.
I began this one shot series on January 15, 2015. I remember it all started with a stupid, utterly absurd idea about Black Parade tour bus antics, which I conceptualized and began to write while on the toilet (no shit - mind the pun). At this point in my life, I was still a vigorous part of the MCR fandom, but I could have never expected that I would gain this much recognition for my work. As of today, this book has received 50 250 reads, collectively. That, to me, is incredible. I mean, come on guys, what the fuck. This book is an absolute mess!
If you've read most of my one shots, you've probably noticed that I quite liked to explore many different themes and styles through my writing. A lot of the scenarios I wrote (minus the crackfics) came from real life thoughts, feelings and experiences of mine. But kind of recently, something happened which prevented me from using this as a form of self-expression any longer.
Some of you might be wondering why I've been absent for so long, so I am going to lay everything on the table. I last updated this book on April 11th last year. Four days after that, a very close friend of mine took their own life. I had written about loss many times on here, but until then, I didn't know anything about how it felt. I was so naive to it. I'd suffered severe depression since high school, but this experience broke me to my core. I just couldn't write anything for so long - let alone fanfiction for a couple I no longer shipped.
I'm not going to lie - being 'emo' was a bit of a phase for me. I don't mean that in the cliche sense, though, so don't get me wrong: I still love MCR as well as other musicians of the same genre. But the truth is, I don't feel as if I belong in this community anymore. I guess the best way of explaining it is that I got older. My life has changed so dramatically since April and I don't have time for fandoms anymore, if that makes sense. I hope you can understand.
It is with a heavy heart that I announce my resignation from writing fanfiction. I am declaring this book officially completed, which I never really expected to do. I mean, I knew that it had to come to an end one day, but I couldn't see it happening until I actually made the decision to publish this note. It feels right to do this, to give myself closure.
And though you may be thinking that I'm absolutely dramatizing this affair (don't worry, I really am lol) just remember that I put a lot of effort into all of these. I would spend countless hours planning and writing and getting everything 'perfect' for you guys, my loyal supporters. Many of these stories, such as To Us, The End Was Everything mean quite a lot to me. For that reason, despite the fact that I look back most of them and find myself cringing, I'm leaving this published. I'm pretty proud of what I accomplished on here, regardless of the nature of it.
I would like to thank each and every person who read, voted, and most of all, commented. You guys are the ones who gave me the confidence to follow my dream and pursue writing as a career. To think that my novel might soon be gracing the shelves of a bookstore gives me such a thrill! It all started with you guys. I'm keeping this account active so I can still interact with everyone, but it will be sporadic because I am a pretty busy person as of late.
Just remember that Art is the weapon. Never has a truer word been said. But more often than not, the art that you bring into this world changes. That's not a bad thing. It's important to focus on yourself and what you feel best expresses you.
I wish everyone well for the future, and I want you all to know as a lasting message from the author: you are important, you are worth it, and somebody out there cares so deeply about you that it would shatter their world to lose you. Hold each other up, guys, because there's a lot of sadness in our community; I've seen it firsthand.
I love you all, it's been an honor to be an emo veteran.
- Olz
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