S.K. Randhawa

I honestly thought that I'd have more time, but... my accounts been compromised. Someone's clearly been here, because my password has changed, I don't know what it is anymore, and Wattpad isn't letting me fix it. I've spent my evening transferring my work over to my Inkitt account, so that's where I'll be if you want to continue to follow my work.
          
          Anyway, I suppose this is me signing off. I'm not sure if I'll be back: if ever. Maybe if Wattpad decides to sort itself out, and I get my password back, I'll return.
          
          But, for now, I'm signing off. It's the end of an era guys, and it's time to move on.
          
          Hope you enjoyed the stories :)
          
          -S. K. Randhawa
          
          https://www.inkitt.com/writer_by_night

So, I've actually been meaning to do this for a while. So, I'm sure that most of you have heard about the data breaches. I've seen so many Wattpad writers freak out online, because they've either been plagiarised, locked out of their accounts, or they've lost their stories. However, Wattpad's response was more of a lack of one. Instead of reassuring users and helping those affected, they chose to promote a movie on their Instagram, (a movie that promotes mentally and emotionally abusive behavior in a relationship), and ignore the users affected. 
          
          I've been on Wattpad for three years, since I was around twelve/thirteen. Since then, I've been able to let my writing flourish as I gew and developed my own personal style. However, it seems as though since I started here, Wattpad's grown more fond of money than storytelling, despite its motto. This data breach, and their response, however, has been the final straw.
          
          I've chosen to branch out to Inkitt. I feel that there's more there, and more of a chance to grow without feeling frustrated at the fact that the whole Wattpad game feels rigged (more views means you get published or into the paid writers programme, no matter how good or bad your writing is. I've seen brilliant writers, and writers who could use some more time to allow their words and worlds to grow: guess which ones ended up published).
          
          I'm hoping to move all of my content over to my new Inkitt account by the end of this week, including the final rewrite of "Disconnected", which should still be out by this December.
          
          I've learned a lot about myself and my writing while on Wattpad, but it's time for me to move on.
          
          If you wish to keep up with my work, you can find my Inkitt account here: https://www.inkitt.com/Writer_By_Night
          
          My profile name and profile picture have stayed the same, so you know it's me.
          
          I hope you enjoyed the stories.
          
          -S. K. Randhawa

Sixteen today!!! 

Anyone ever feel... hopeless? Like you were leading up to something big, something that'd change everything for you, but when the time finally comes... it changes for what feels like the worst? I wish for things too much. I want too many things that feel, and most likely are: impossible.
          
          It just sometimes feels like I set myself up for disappointment, hiding in my books and listening to music, hoping that after all of this-after everything-I'll somehow turn into one of those girls in those books, and somehow come out on the other side successful. Maybe it's one of those times when the main character's at their lowest, and they're on the verge of a breakthrough... or maybe I'm not a character at all. Maybe it's time to wake up from the stories and face the reality that I currently hate.
          
          Anyone ever feel like that?

Ever had one of those days where you're walking to your bus stop, a dude goes "you alright?" And you then proceed to respond with "thank you"? Or you're leaving school, in what's obviously the afternoon, a teacher repeats "you alright?" And you respond with "good morning"?

Aren't people rather confusing? You think you understand at one point and that you have them all figured out, then they do something to shatter everything.
          
          I hate being bad with them :/ most people seem interesting...sometimes I just want to have deep, philosophical conversations with them, but...how does one start a conversation on that level? It seems impossible to me. I hope everyone else is faring ok in that area...if you ask me, they're frustrating as hell.

Well, it's been a few months, but 'm still alive, don't worry lol. So...ever felt like you were building up to something great, thinking that it'd be great, then you finally reach it and...it isn't? Well, that's how I've been feeling recently with my book, "Disconnected".  I spent a year working on the second draft, rushing things and muddling through writers blocks, keeping the parts I didn't like because people noticed in real life what I was doing, and suddenly I felt an immense pressure towards the deadline. It stopped being fun. It stopped being great. And it was okish when I posted it...but it didn't feel right. So I've taken it down, and I'm working on a third and final draft. This time I'm keeping this as me, and no one else. This time I won't have doubts, and this time I know not to do it for other people. I started writing because it's what I'm passionate about...only write if and when it makes you happy. If it makes others happy to, then that's only a bonus. People should write because they genuinely love it and feel things when they write...only write if you mean it, not if others do: no one else can feel the passion towards your work like you do.

Hello, I just wanted to say that I'm enjoying the poetry book, it really gives me some feels anyway, I was wondering if you still had the discord group I join, my username is the same as my wattpad name and have a good night.
          
          Merry Christmas by the way

Just realised I wasn't following you when I was tagging you and your name didn't pop up. I was like "What are you doing not following this human being?" :D

I love 'Spilled Ink' (: