thegpoetry
it's 2.35 am as I am typing out this message and I just got back from giving a full read of the second draft of my pride, my work-in-progress, the only thing that had all my attention even in times of crisis and to which I'd never regret being devoted to. I owe this to my father. I owe this to my younger self. Silly little baby garima had so many dreams - most of them were ideal - some of them were real. ironically enough, the ideal ones seems more possible and convincing now. reality was long gone with the girl I was three years from now. I have worked a lot on myself and i continue to do so. Due to lack of means I can not promise if this book will make it to your shelves or not - and I don't dare to make promises I can't commit to. I've learnt my lesson. I'm giving the time that this book requires. Slow and steady. I'll let it ripe. I'll let it grow with me. It's 2.41 now and it's not a big deal for most of you - any of you - but this is me starting the third draft of my most priced possession, my love over shadows. I promise I'll work on it the same way I have been working on myself. And we both are gonna shine together. <33.
shashwat1728
@thegpoetry Your words hold so much passion and dedication for 'Love Over Shadows.' I'm genuinely curious whether the third draft make its presence felt on Wattpad, where your literary passion can continue to bloom and where your fans can eagerly follow its progress?
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