Alright guys,

Go ahead. Be mad at me. I know I deserve it, dropping of the radar like I did. But I do have a reason. Lemme see, how do I explain this? Let's start with the review/disguised flame. I always take things wrong, and I don't take any form of critisism well. I can handle BETAs because that is what they do. Take your work apart, sew it up halfway and let the writer do the rest of it.

To the lovely reader who picked my work apart and sewed it back up halfway, thank you. I'm sorry that I reacted like that, and I should have the next chapters up soon. But, there is a little favor I want to ask of you. Could you make an account and message me? I'd like to send you the rest of the chapters for Lying Eyes and let you take a look at them. Seeing as you know the Narutoverse so well, it would make me really happy if you could check for my mistakes. I'm already dragging my ass back through the other chapters to correct the errors that you pointed out. If I remember right, I have five or six more chapters from what is already posted.

Actually, that wasn't all that I wanted to talk about. I WILL take up my stories again, but it will be only one at a time. I envy those who can write multiple ones at once, but with my current incapability to write, i don't think that's going to happen. It's not that I can't write, it's that I can't write something that I'm pleased with and I often find myself deleting a couple hundred words at a time because I don't like it. It really sets me back and I know that I won't be able to have several chapters up at once. I'm also becoming more distracted of late, I've already written several one-shots (Not finished of course) but they're still there, telling me that I should be writing on my main story. It's not working, seeing as they continue to grow longer while my main stories sit untouched.

It was acutally my best friend who helped me get into the writing mood again. She saw what I didn't, the lovely read was just trying to help. While I wallowed in misery, she smacked me over the head and chained me to the computer, saying if I wrote 500 words, she would unlock me. I wrote almost 2000. I feel better now, much more free. But there's a catch. Chores. That one damned word. My mother is making me take over much of the house work, including doing laundry and making meals. I REALLY don't want to do them, but it's not like I have a choice. Take from me, if I did, I'd be eating Ramen three times a day, seven days a week. I find that I'm much happier if I write, so I'll be trying my best to write as much as I can.

Gravity's Child