On a random Tuesday morning, as I’m trying to fall alseep, I realized it’s been 5 years (maybe even longer) since I updated SLUMS.
The story was put on hold because I was busy at the time, but it was never my intention to not get back to it.
Other than the notes saved in my drafts, everything else is gone. If I ever were to pick it back up, it would likely go in a whole different direction than initially planned. You wouldn’t notice the new plot ideas, but the way my brain processes stories I write now is so different (naturally as I’ve gotten older) that you’d sense the shift in the vibe of the book/story and I fear I’d only ruin it were I to finish it. It actually makes me sad because I remember how excited I used to be when writing this story. :(