in a few days I'll be wiping this account from the internet... mostly for creative catharsis but also bc (hopefully unsurprisingly) writing is a huge part of what I do with my life now as an adult, turning 25 in 2 weeks. i no longer resonate with my old writing, or my stories, written when i was so, so young! fourteen, fifteen! a patchwork of all of my attempts for escapism as an anxious tween. and unfortunately more than a few borrowed lines from Descriptionari when I was stuck with a scene (sorry Angela Abraham! )
this site used to be an absolute playground for my mind and i could create anything here. i'm not proud of all of it from a craft perspective, but i grew up on this site. this site and the people who supported me taught me that my words matter, that my dreams of writing were attainable. i am proud of the stories i weaved here. i am endlessly thankful for the rest of my life that i had the opportunity to share a piece of me with all of you. even if many of you probably aren't reading this right now. thank you so much for reading my stories and loving my characters. thank you for caring about me.
in my break, i've graduated college, been a Youth Poet Laureate, been published in Poetry Magazine, fallen in REAL love (and out of it a dozen times). i founded and shelved a literary magazine, ran a reading series, struggled OFTEN and severely, and have written good, bad, and better stories. i attribute so much of my literary confidence to this site. thank you.
i'm sorry i couldn't deliver you a finished Supremacy. i have tried to recapture the magic of writing Pietro and Ana in one of my OWN stories. recently i have. and i'm eager for a creative fresh start.
if anything, imagine the story ends like this...Pietro and Ana struggled and learned but ended up where they were meant to be (together!). <3333
hopefully so will i. :')
all the love, forever, and always, don't don't don't forget me,
mica (my name was really spelled with a c and not a k all along)