Author has written 2 stories for Fifty Shades Trilogy.
My name is Bianca. As you can see, I'm from South Africa (no, we don't ride on elephants and keep lions as pets... how some people still believe that is beyond me, lol)
I am a mother of one feisty, five year old girl and the wife of a tattoo artist - talk about having my hands full...
My husband opened his own shop in February this year, so it was definitely a lot of work involved getting that on the go. After working for this ass for 8 years with no real increases, I pushed him to get a shop of his own. So, I'm thrilled that it's done. Now, it's just the marketing left to do and he should be set. *sigh of relief*
2 years ago, my father had major heart failure. When he was released from the hospital, my siblings and I convinced him to retire. My sister and I quit our jobs and took over the 3 daycare centres that he owned, because those schools paid for everything: cars, insurances, cellphones, houses, and the list goes on. It is a lot of work involved on a daily basis. It's not hard, just tedious and time consuming keeping up with everything (more work is involved keeping the parents happy than the children). I leave the house at 5.30am and get home around 6.30/7pm, Mon-Fri.
The children have all sorts of events going on throughout the year, as well as their school work and projects that come with being at our schools (did I mention the zoo trips that freak me the hell out; not wanting to lose a single child and all that). We deal with children from 3 months - 6 years (1 and a half being the youngest we've ever taken - on special request) and then... Then, we have our after-care children that come to us after school ends for them (grades 1 - 7). Now, when they reach the ages of 10, 11, 12 and 13 they get very cheeky and unruly, if you know what I'm saying. When they're with their friends, they don't want to do their homework or study for exams, etc and, my god, there are so many days that I want to bash my head and theirs against the brick walls. Transition ages, you gotta love them! I do love them to smithereens, even as cross as they can make me sometimes. When you sit and listen to their stories and watch them playing, you can't help but to remember "the good ol' days". Oh, and all these children say and do the funniest things.
We were on the playground, about two months back, and one of my one year old babies just about folded himself in half and fell asleep. Just like that, on the grass. It was the most adorable thing I've ever seen. "I'm too tired to play any longer, #%@K you guys, I'm going to sleep now." I actually have the photo up n my office. Very cute.
Moving on. Last year, after I posted the first 2 Chapters of both my stories, a lot of shit hit the fan within my immediate and extended family. And that, is an understatement. My sister's husband tried to leave his job and his boss ended up putting a hit on his head. Well, actually, they bought the gold and diamond exchange company from this f%#@er for R3 million rand (roughly $375 000 US Dollars) and the very next day, guys came into the office with guns an told them to get the fuck out, after that incident, the hit was put out on his head. We managed to help him get away and hide him away in another country but until this criminal asshole is dead, the threat will never be over. When we discovered what a crook, murdering fuck this guy was, we tried to find a way to separate ourselves from him. Guess that didn't work out. We worked alongside The Hawks (our private investigators in this country that investigate big crimes, especially with politicians) to bring this ass down but the problem was... Half of The Hawks team was being paid off by this cunt. Suffice it to say, we couldn't trust any of them. This ass still keeps tabs on my sister like a hawk (funny that word should come up). He even had the ordasity to call her about a month ago and say "If you need any help or anything at all, just give me a call." Now if that isn't snooping for information, then I don't know what is.
Anyway, this left me on my own with the daycare centres, around the time the children's concert and graduation was coming up, year end financials for the company were starting (we run from Jan-Dec), and everything else on top of that. On top of that, I was helping my sister move, close all of their accounts down and all the rest. It was very hectic. Imagine, this was around the time my husband was working from home and we were setting his shop up, christmas was around the corner and we still had a 6 hour trip to plan for as we were going to spend Christmas with my dad and his side of the family.
Now, for myself, I was under so much stress, I just didn't have the time to update anything. Financially, I was stressing and then there was a lot of emotional stress that I had to deal with from other people as well. At 25 years old, none of that should have be happening, but it did and it's been dealt with. Some of my favourite stories that I was following, their chapter updates have been put in a separate folder and have accumulated so fast, so I haven't even gotten to that yet.
When this year started, I sat down with two of my closest friends and, separately with my husband, and between the 4 of us, we came to decisions about what we all wanted to do with our lives, you know, which direction we were headed in, and what needed to be done to get there. That is now the reason I still haven't updated.
Mondays, Tuesdays, Thursdays and Fridays, I gym. My brother is an excellent personal trainer but I was always too lazy to exercise (yeah, it's definitely not my thing). I changed my entire eating plan (no, I don't starve myself - just eat the right things at the right times). I've already lost 7.5 kgs (after 2 months of gyming and eating right), now I have another 7 to go and I'll be in tip-top shape *can't wait*. It's a lot of hard work and I am absolutely finished when I get home. On Tuesday and Thursday afternoons, I take my daughter to swimming. On Wednesday nights I do 1 hour of Irish dancing and my daughter goes on Saturday mornings to her classes (which, thank god, is two blocks down the road from home). I am going to start hip-hop dance classes next month (my closest friend started 2 months ago).
On Saturday late afternoons, I have voice training and piano lessons. I've only had 4 lessons so far but it's going very well. My teacher already has me on the mic, which is fantastic! I bought logic pro and have been tampering around with that (well... my husband is; he's a faster learner than I am - he taught himself how to work photoshop on the mac, too, so he shouldn't have too much difficulty). He actually bought me a microphone for my bday in Sept last year but I only used it for the first time recently. Now, as the year progresses, I will continue with my song writing whilst buying all the necessary equipment (this stuff isn't cheap, holy hell, it's not). Building stage confidence is the only thing I'm struggling with at the moment. And no, I do not want to be owned by a record company. It'll take me twice as long to get there but I will get there, my image and time will belong to me and I will have done it my own way. I'm kind of a rebel like that, you know, sit and suffer through all the crap because the benefits at the end of the day will be more rewarding this way.
Anyway, enough about singing. I am also writing a trilogy based around precognitive thought. This writing is what I do in my spare time.
On Sundays, I help my husband out at his shop and chill out there (when it's quiet).
I am going to be one of SA's top alternative models, very soon (as soon as this extra 7kgs drops off). I am heavily tattooed and we have the entire marketing scheme laid out. The events, the fashion, everything, it's all been laid out. My husband will be marketing me as... almost like a commodity, if you will. This is so that we can branch out into all the fields with no issues of being held back by one or another interest. So yeah, I have a lot of work ahead of me.
My promise: I will not abandon these stories. I have written a few more chapters but I will only update once again when the stories are completed. I don't want to post one chapter, wait 5 months, post another chapter, wait 7 months post, another chapter, you get my point. So, I will NOT abandon these stories, you may just have to wait a little longer than TFSG fandom is used to waiting, for updates.
I will say this, had I known then what I know now, I never would have posted these stories when I did.
That being said, I cannot remember who all I have and have not replied to but, I must say a very BIG THANK-YOU to all of you that have read, reviewed, followed and PM'd me and my stories. I was incredibly shocked at the response and support. When I wrote for the Twilight fandom, a few years prior (yes, slash stories - always Edward/ Jasper pairing), it never garnered this kind of response. If an author got 10 or more reviews for their slash story, especially with me being a first time writer back then, I was told it was good start, so imagine my shock when I posted these two.
Thank you so much for being such fantastic readers and I sincerely hope I didn't bore you to death. I do feel that I owed you an explanation of some sort and a bit of insight into my life, so that you could all have a better understanding of why there has been no update. I will never post an author's note as a chapter and this was the best way I could do this.
Thank you, take care and work hard on your dreams - they come before fanfiction and any other unnecessary crap. Achieve those first and then you can enjoy the benefits of playing around as much as you like.
Plenty love, hugs and kisses,
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