Hi,
I know I haven’t updated in a while. I’ve been trying to cope with life and its stress. Every time I see this app icon, I feel bad for not writing the story I was once so excited about. I really miss that feeling.
I just wish life would be a little easier on me right now, so I could write again with more dedication. I struggle a lot with consistency—I’m always either “all or nothing,” and that makes my work get delayed or left unfinished.
Anyway, since life isn’t exactly going the way I hoped, I might as well come back and start updating the story again. Whatever I planned for Tom and his Jerry, the incomplete chapters—I’ll do my best to finish them.
I’ve always wanted to write something that feels warm, soft, and dream-like, something we all wish we could experience at least once. Whenever I watch something beautiful, read a good book, or listen to a song that inspires me, I always feel that pull… that desire to create something meaningful too—something that makes me excited to work on it (which honestly feels like a luxury).
I judge my own work too critically, and that’s exactly how I end up leaving my stories unfinished.
I miss my own stories so much, but I still can’t bring myself to write messily—especially after stressful things happen. Perfectionism is not a nice trait; it just blocks creativity and joy.
I really hope I finish this story soon. I have so many plans for it, but I’m not working on it enough. TT