This is all my fault.
I repeat, ALL MY FAULT.
I have given you nothing but broken promises, nothing but a fleeting strand of hope that I broke and cut away like so much else.
Dawning is dead.
This is all my fault. You readers have been nothing but perfection, everything that I could have hoped for. You were the best. Every chapter you would flood me with praise that I am not worthy of, and encouragement that I greedily accepted. You helped me write, you were my soul, you were my heart.
There was nothing wrong with you, it was with me.
I just lost the inspiration. I ADORE Kataang, and always will for it is my true love. But I just can't seem to be able to sit and write a series. It's just not happening. I've tried 3 chapters, and they all turned out like crap.
As I write this, tears are coming to my eyes for I feel so obliged to you to write more, but I simply can't. I don't want to disappoint you, so I must stop. This story will be deleted in a week.
Again, this is entirely my fault, and I will not object to bombardments of flames because I deserve them so badly.
I will continue to write Kataang one-shots for I love Kataang and always will.
Please, please, please forgive me.
Always yours, Lady Fran