Dear self. It's been a year since you ‘published’ a book. Yeah, but it was just the dedication. You have a lot of interesting drafts but never enough tolerance to research how to execute such a thing. SOON, I WANNA MAKE A GHOST DUKE WHO LITERALLY FOLLOWED A GIRL WHO WENT FROM VERSAILLES AND SHE BEGAN AHVING RHSHRHEJSHSHWI I’M TWEAKING. I was blushing when I was making that draft, now I’m hollering at the self-inflicted suffering by being logical and unrealistic in writing a novel.