Well, my friends, it’s been a hot minute.
Hello from my brand new life. I’ve moved out of home and my hometown, relocated to the other end of the country - I am at university, doing my own laundry, buying my own groceries and honestly having the absolute time of my life. There have been opportunities I’ve been thrilled to take - there have been new friendships, card games at 3am and even a very dramatic misaffection, all in the few months that have passed in this semester. I’ve been a very busy bee, with this newfangled social life and two deadlines approaching (having already completed 2 assignments, that is), and you may think I’ve forgotten about Wattpad.
Which I haven’t. There is still a new fic in the pipes, and I expect it shall take a little while to go up amongst all this. But, if you would still like to support my writing, I am uploading regularly on Patreon. My lowest tier of subscription is just £1.50 per month (or $2), which gives you one full length poem and two story chapters. Do you like archaic metaphorical verse about flowers? Do you like stories about lesbian superheroes with swords? You might like my Patreon. Give it a whirl, if you like: https://www.patreon.com/themarshflower
As I am now a full time, unemployed student mooching off a weighty maintenance grant and I have no money, any amount you might be able to spare means more to me than you know ❤️.
My apologies for keeping you waiting on this fic! I promise, it is coming. It’s just coming slowly.