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Where'd you go? I miss my fav author and my fav characters :(

Hey guy, just a little announcement. 
          
          Update will be up this weekend as usual. I think I’m going to start doing updates every two weeks because I feel like that’s a more comfortable timeframe for me to write chapters, especially since I write them longer than they used to be in the beginning. Hopefully that’s okay with everyone, but, if it works out, I can probably go back to posting once a week when I have things all sorted out <33

Okay official announcement that the next update will be this weekend... but, the good news is that it's already about 9k words and I'm still editing soooo :D

Hey guys, this is sorta bad news but I'm unfortunately not done writing the next chapter (I've had such bad writer's block y'all it's not even funny :( 
          
          HOPING that if I work hard enough I can get it up on Wednesday buttt to be completely transparent I'm not even fully done writing it yet and it needs a lottt of editing :((
          
          I'm sorry I couldn't get it out to y'all like I promised :(

I JUST WATCHED THUNDERBOLTS* AND OMG, YELENA MY SHAYLAAAA
          
          on another note, hoping to get the next update out this weekend :) here’s a snippet to celebrate:
          
          Truth and Natasha had never texted. They’d never really exchanged numbers to begin with, and maybe it was under the initial expectation of, if they ever wanted to talk, they’d just wait to see each other in the training room one night or the next. Not recently, obviously, but it had become a valid reasoning. Also, the fact that they could communicate effortlessly through Truth’s telepathy was certainly a plus.
          
          Emails? Sure. They were colleagues—data encryptions and documents were more convenient when sent through an inbox. It wasn’t like they were going to ever email each other outside of that, though—it was perhaps a little too formal, and they’ve certainly passed the point of only knowing each other through work. Even Michael and Natasha exchanged texts occasionally, which meant it was almost…odd now that she and Truth still hadn’t reached that stage yet.
          
          At least that had been the case up until about six hours ago. Because, at around 4am last night, while Natasha was performing her usual weapons maintenance (which she had also done about two nights ago; at this point her knives were cleaner than her silverware), she received an image attachment from an unknown number (how Truth got her number was a mystery, but she wouldn’t put it above the other woman to have had it memorized after seeing it once or twice).
          

Absolutely in love and obsessed with The Siren book. The slow burn is slow burning and I love it 

HAPPY NEW YEAR BESTIESSSS 

IM BACK YALL!!
          
          So sorry for the last couple weeks of inactivity, I was finishing up finals and the last leg of the semester, but now I am officially a free woman at least for the next month which means more time writing and hopefully back to more consistent updates! 
          
          Thank you all for your patience and sticking around <3 hoping to get the next chapter up by this weekend as usual :)

I just finished reading The Siren…and it is legitimately one of the best I’ve written. The way I cried and laughed. It’s been so long since I’ve read a Nat fic with this amount of thought and detail. I’m so obsessed with you and can’t wait for more!!!!! 

Yeah, so I actually fucking hate my country.
          
          On a better note, hoping to get an update out this weekend but we’ll see how it goes. To those of you who also live in America and didn’t vote for a felon or even those of you who don’t live here, here’s hoping your day gets a little bit better <3