*Skip this if you don't want to hear the ramblings of a self-conscious author*
Hi there! Thanks for clicking on this book. It's my first one on Wattpad and so it probably won't be very good.
This is the first and probably last Author's Note Page you'll see in this story....unless I announce a sudden hiatus or discontinuation of the book. You will occasionally see my thoughts scattered throughout the story (and even inside the story) going forward.
The story will be about a thirty something year old black woman getting picked up by a quick wear transmigration system. She's read a lot of stories about this on Hertzpad (*cough*) so she's not going into the adventure blind. This is basically the only concrete idea I had when I first sat down in front of my laptop and started writing this thing. I did not craft out detailed character profiles or outline the arcs I wanted my protagonist to go through. I just started writing and followed my jumbled imagination.
I gotta warn you, I kind of suck at writing. I have never really been good at it and have not been able to change that very much over the years. I go through numerous drafts before the gibberish can be understood by other human beings without making them want to cringe. Despite knowing this about myself, I still want to publish this mess for some reason. The grammar may questionable (prepositions confuse the heck out of me), the tone probably won't be consistent, and there is going to be way too much dialogue and not enough descriptive writing. As for the plot...*sigh*...I don't know. I'll do my best not to disappoint.
Anyway, you have been warned.
Until the next rant ヾ('ε`*)ゝ
~SirK
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