Update April 22, 2020

To anyone still reading. I am sorry to say that all my unfinished fanfics are now DISCONTINUED.

I haven't been active on this site for years and I think it's time to finally face the fact that I will never finish any of my unfinished fanfiction.

To all you supportive readers, reviewers, and quiet lurkers, I am sorry. I know this is not the answer you want to hear.

The truth is, I am no longer in the same frame of mind to write fanfiction. I'm doing better, my health is good, my family is mending and I'm probably in the best place I've been in my whole life. I simply cannot return back to what I was when I was writing fanfiction. Working on these stories pulls me back into that and it's time now for me to move on.

My stories will stay up, They will remain unfinished, but I won't delete them.

Thank you for your support, your encouragement, your kindness and your time.

Update October 31, 2017

Hi everyone.

It's been a long time, yeah?

I should probably explain a little...

I've spent a long time away from writing on this site.

The reasons are a bit complex...Partly as I get older my older fics got more difficult to continue, and partly because when I'm depressed with things in my life I try to avoid all elements of enjoyment. I'm fixing things, coming back to myself slowly.

Cutting right to the chase, here's a breakdown of how I'm feeling regarding each of my stories and whether or not I'll be continuing them:

Lost Memories, Reborn Evil: My oldest fic. The one I write for, and think about, the least. I can't say that I'm not going to update this, but it is almost guaranteed that this story will never be finished.

Sooryavansham: This story dominated my thoughts for years. I put a lot into this fanfic when I was younger. However, as I got older, my thinking and my views changed and I've now grown apart from this story. It's difficult to return to that frame of mind and even more difficult to read through old chapters written by a younger me who was going through a tough time. I do have some roughs done for the next few chapters. At the very least, I still have a strong desire to get Hilary out of the situation she's in. My goal for this story is to write as far as I'm able. However, it is unlikely this story will ever be completed.

Sharingan Eyes: Oooph, this story. Wow, this story. It is a trick and a half to write this story. So many characters, so many personalities, two worlds--so vastly different from one another... And yet, I really like this story. It isn't burdened down by a heavy plot or by emotional baggage I was carrying at the time of writing. I really want to continue this story. But I'm going to need some time to reintegrate myself back into the worlds and back into the heads of the characters. I never wrote ahead for this story so all I have is a basic plot line.

Soul Sepulchre: Of all my stories, this is the story I am mostly likely to finish. I fell in love with the Danny Phantom universe years ago and I am still love today. I have multiple chapters roughed out for this story and a pretty good idea of where the plot is going. I never intended on leaving this story as long as I have. The short of it was simply that life got tough and then, as time stretched on it became a greater and evermore monumental task to return to this story.

For anyone wondering what's been going on with me... ah well... (haha, really? Why?)... Um... Let's see. Maybe I should start at the beginning.

I did most of my writing while I was in high school and undergrad. I had a lot of free time during those years. I wrote to work out many of the issues I was having at the time: self-harm, depression, loneliness... these are issues that echo especially strongly in Sooryavansham.

After undergrad I decided to try and pursue a professional degree. I was living by myself at this time. The self-harm stopped but what came instead was a dark pit. I despised the subjects I was studying. I, quite literally, could not see a future for myself doing what I was learning to do. I did my best to tell myself that I was being trite, but the truth came out in all my other behaviours: I could sleep all day and feel nothing--no regret, no desire to go outside, no desire even to eat; I could casually think about what would happen if I didn't make it to my next birthday and be completely ok with that idea. Things were also difficult with my family as my elder sister was diagnosed with a serious mental illness. It was about this time that I stopped writing. I stopped doing almost anything that I enjoyed.

The last couple of years brought diametric change and light into my life. I left behind the job I despised to pursue something risky and amazing. My sister is now starting to get proper treatment. There are still problems but things are getting better. I'm now in my second year of a degree in animation. I work when not in school and I'm slowly returning to doing things that I once loved.

There's a certain vulnerability to writing--no matter how you try to dress it up, you're putting yourself on the page. In that way, you can imagine that it's difficult not to take critique personally. Over the last couple of years I've been trying to grow out of that frame of mind. I've spent a long time being afraid to come back to writing because I worried that you, as the reader, would hate me for taking so long to update my stories. Recently I realized that I still have that nagging, itchy, craving to write. And I still want to write for my stories. So... although I still can't promise you that I'll finish them, I can tell you with confidence that I haven't forgotten any of my stories.

Ah... heh... how was that for a soul-baring? I hope that answered most questions you may have.

As a last note For everyone who has left a review, favourite, follow on my stories over the past few years... For everyone who's PM'd me asking if I was ok... Thank you. Even if I haven't responded, please know that I have read every review, every message. They've all been like sparks of light in the night, even on days when I'm afraid to open them--thinking that someone must be angry that I haven't updated and oh, this is going to be an angry message... They never are. You have all been so kind, so encouraging, so wonderful. Thank You.