Hello all!

First and foremost, I am not dead. I know, shocking. I think the sentiment of 'you've been gone forever' is true; I have but I'm fixing that.

Just to forewarn you; I won't be updating any of the stories I have published until around February, I'm doing a total overhaul on them. I think Sex Games is staying pretty much the same (maybe a few minor changes) and Somewhere In Time is staying the same. As for everything else that isn't bolted down and completed, it's getting changed.

There's a whole, long, sob story associate with why I haven't been writing (at the end of this if you really want to know) but I'm writing again. That's the important thing.

If you like the show NCIS, I have a new story that is in the process of being beta'ed entitled The Meaning of Family. It's based off a YouTube video by Ziver92x "NCIS AU (Tiva+Carson)", the link if you want to check it out: [http : / / www. youtube .com/watch?v=m5tzQ_PrKx0]. Take the spaces out and you'll be sent to the video.

Next in the queue are Sex Games and then Dudley Goes to Hogwarts. In between getting those written, beta'ed and published I'll be posting a few one-shots I've written in the NCIS fandom (sorry guys, it's my new obsession).

If you've stuck with me through—what is this, my second or third hiatus? Thank you and your patience will be rewarded. Anywho, I really am back (you've said that before! I know) and I'm going to be publishing soon (promises, promises).

If you have any ideas as to punish me for my time away or just want to complain about your day because I haven't updated I will read and respond to any review/pm/email I get because you guys deserve it.

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If you really want to know what happened, it's kind of sad. When I was 11 or 12, I started getting into fanfiction (mostly Sue Thomas F.) and I found this site. I really liked the different stories and 'what if' scenarios that people came up with. Maybe I was too young or maybe she didn't understand but my mom told me "that crap is written by people who can't write and don't have a life". At 12 I'm still impressionable and I took my mom's words to heart: it hurt that something I really liked she thought so little of.

A few years pass and I realize I really like to write and I'm fairly good at it (A's in English make you think that) so I start writing a few stories of my own after I get a computer of my own. If any of you remember my original stories, those are the one's I'm talking about. I've since deleted the Pirates story (I'll repost it eventually if I get around to it) but Dudley Goes to Hogwarts stayed.

I really liked writing but my mom's words resonated in me and it made me feel like I was disappointing her without her knowledge. I also felt that I was distancing myself from God (I'm Christian if you can't tell by the username) because I believed I was disobeying my mom. That was the reason for my first break. I think it was a little less than a year later when I realized writing was a way to escape and relax so I picked up my stories again, re-wrote them (because they were really bad), and started publishing.

I was already reading Harry Potter and then I found Twilight and read that too. My mom was not happy with how much fantasy I was reading and we started arguing about pretty much everything. I'm already interested in the spiritual world and it fascinates me to study; I've already had an encounter with an angel (which might be the reason I'm so fascinated). I swear I saw a demon one night and it scared me out of my wits. That was the final straw for my mom and she demanded I hand over all my Harry Potter and Twilight books, movies, posters, everything.

Skip ahead to about a year ago, I started seeing a counselor (go ahead and laugh but it's because of her that I'm able to write without feeling guilty). I told her what my mom said and how it's effected me; she said my mom had no right to say that. I don't believe in magic, vampires, or werewolves but my mom swears I was about a step away from joining a coven and dancing in the moonlight. The counselor said if it makes me happy and isn't damaging my relationships, I should write.

I was still hesitant because I was sure my mom would find out; I wrote a little but not much. One day I saw that video by Ziver92x and the idea for a story came to me so I wrote. Since then, I can't seem to stop writing. I'm writing my own original stories as well as completing my stories from Harry Potter, Twilight, and NCIS. That video broke the dam and I've been writing ever since.

That's about it, that's my story. Because of a few words my mom told me about 10 years ago, I haven't been true to myself and sometimes parents are wrong (it's taken a year of counseling and more money than I want to think about to say/write those words). If any of you feel the same way, like your parents don't approve of something that makes you happy (like writing or drawing, whether it be something artistic or mechanical, like puzzles or fixing cars; whatever) I can relate and I'm truly sorry you have to hide a part of you from people who love you.

If you want to tell me what your parents have done/are doing, feel free. You might help someone else realize a truth that they need to hear or let others know they're not alone. In addition, I promise I'll write you back. If you read this, thanks, and if you stuck with me through all these years, double thanks (thanks thanks :) ).