Author has written 5 stories for Harry Potter, Minecraft, and Percy Jackson and the Olympians.
This account is officially on hiatus, along with all the stories on it.
Why is it on hiatus? The thing is, I'm not longer interested in writing. Well, I wouldn't say that. Rather, I'm not interested in writing for the Minecraft, Harry Potter, or Percy Jackson and the Olympians fandom. I'd rather not fill the feeds of my followers with random updates of Homestuck (Since there are several plot bunnies biting me right where it hurts), and I want to be able to section off everything on this account as on a hiatus. I think I'll be relocating to a new fanfiction account, not to be named until I'm confident enough in it, and re-established with a few of my own one-shots. Nothing from here will be on that account, I've lost any inspiration for all of the stories listed below, and I'd rather not go through the same thing. No multi-chapter stories for me anymore, that's clearly not anything I can handle. Also, lately I've been focused much more on my drawing then to even give a single thought about how I could be trying to write a new update for my story. And if you've read this paragraph this far in, thank you for being concerned with why I'm finally leaving. Or even bothering to read my profile, in fact.
I know GKMM in particular has just a few hundred before reaching 30k views, but I honestly. Just. Cannot update it, without introducing the story to more people who could be potentially disappointed with my lack of updating, and constant apologies.
Contact me at...
Twitter — @Verismal
Wattpad — ShiningOpal
deviantArt — Verismal
Minecraft — Verismal
I honestly don't use many of these platforms, aside from Minecraft. I'm likely not going to go on this account that much anymore, especially due to relocation to a new account (That will remain unnamed). Also, try not to contact me on this website as I am changing the email on this from my main email to a random spam mail (So I can still receive updates on stories). Because frankly, 500 emails unread just because I'm too lazy to even read updated fanfics on comment on them like I used to? I can't handle it.
A note to readers...
What you call being "too lazy to review" is what we call "a flame to the pages" as the writers. That one minute or two that you felt "too lazy" to review is another minute of creeping discouragement that all writers feel as they begin to think...
"Why am I even here…?"
"What's even the point of continuing?"
"My skills must be terrible…no one cares for my story…"
"I'll never be a good writer...I quit."
These are only a few thoughts that go through every writer's head- that go through MY head- when we put out a chapter / story with all our heart and soul within, and we sit there…and sit…and wait…and not a single person says even a word.
If you're not a writer, you have NO IDEA how much that hurts…
If you ARE a writer, then I'm sure you know just how great it feels when someone is kind enough to leave a heartwarming and encouraging review, and you read it, smiling while thinking…"Wow…I did it…"
So, why not give fellow writers the same feelings?
Too many times I've seen epic and utterly beautiful works of literary art fall to pieces before finally being abandoned due to the terrible discouragement that the lack of reviews can cause.
Sometimes, it is so severe that the very writer himself decides to quit, denying the world his skills of writing that I'm sure it would have deeply enjoyed.
Just one minute, that's all it takes. Just a few gentle taps of the fingers on your keyboard, a few seconds or so of your time, and your words can SAVE a writer from a dark demise.
Even if it's average, even if it's bad, even if it holds a place in your heart that no other ever had.
Do me a favor: Go find a story, ANY story, anywhere here on Fanfic,net, and see if you can help it, even if only a few words of encouragement. If it has very little / no reviews at all, just check it out, and say whatever comes to mind, because us writers like to know all that effort hasn't gone to waste.
And enjoy the thought in mind that you could have just SAVED that story, with just a few taps of the keyboard…
If you agree with what I have said then please copy and paste any part of this story you wish onto your profile. Modify it in any way you see fit; there is no need to use my exact words. You make it say what you want it to say.
Thank you to phonetic phoenix for writing about the joy we experience when someone reviews our story, and the despair we feel as we think our story has gone to waste.
OBITUARY FOR THE LATE MR. COMMON SENSE
Tᴏᴅᴀʏ ᴡᴇ ᴍᴏᴜʀɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀssɪɴɢ ᴏғ ᴀ ʙᴇʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ ᴏʟᴅ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅ, Cᴏᴍᴍᴏɴ Sᴇɴsᴇ, ᴡʜᴏ ʜᴀs ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴜs ғᴏʀ ᴍᴀɴʏ ʏᴇᴀʀs. Nᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡs ғᴏʀ sᴜʀᴇ ʜᴏᴡ ᴏʟᴅ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀs, sɪɴᴄᴇ ʜɪs ʙɪʀᴛʜ ʀᴇᴄᴏʀᴅs ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʟᴏɴɢ ᴀɢᴏ ʟᴏsᴛ ɪɴ ʙᴜʀᴇᴀᴜᴄʀᴀᴛɪᴄ ʀᴇᴅ ᴛᴀᴘᴇ.
Hᴇ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴀs ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ᴄᴜʟᴛɪᴠᴀᴛᴇᴅ sᴜᴄʜ ᴠᴀʟᴜᴀʙʟᴇ ʟᴇssᴏɴs ᴀs: Kɴᴏᴡɪɴɢ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ɪɴ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴀɪɴ; ᴡʜʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴀʀʟʏ ʙɪʀᴅ ɢᴇᴛs ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀᴍ; Lɪғᴇ ɪsɴ'ᴛ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ғᴀɪʀ; ᴀɴᴅ Mᴀʏʙᴇ ɪᴛ ᴡᴀs ᴍʏ ғᴀᴜʟᴛ.
Cᴏᴍᴍᴏɴ Sᴇɴsᴇ ʟɪᴠᴇᴅ ʙʏ sɪᴍᴘʟᴇ, sᴏᴜɴᴅ ғɪɴᴀɴᴄɪᴀʟ ᴘᴏʟɪᴄɪᴇs (ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ sᴘᴇɴᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ᴇᴀʀɴ) ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇʟɪᴀʙʟᴇ sᴛʀᴀᴛᴇɢɪᴇs (ᴀᴅᴜʟᴛs, ɴᴏᴛ ᴄʜɪʟᴅʀᴇɴ, ᴀʀᴇ ɪɴ ᴄʜᴀʀɢᴇ). Hɪs ʜᴇᴀʟᴛʜ ʙᴇɢᴀɴ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴇᴛᴇʀɪᴏʀᴀᴛᴇ ʀᴀᴘɪᴅʟʏ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴡᴇʟʟ-ɪɴᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴᴇᴅ ʙᴜᴛ ᴏᴠᴇʀʙᴇᴀʀɪɴɢ ʀᴇɢᴜʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴs ᴡᴇʀᴇ sᴇᴛ ɪɴ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ. Rᴇᴘᴏʀᴛs ᴏғ ᴀ 6 ʏᴇᴀʀ-ᴏʟᴅ ʙᴏʏ ᴄʜᴀʀɢᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ sᴇxᴜᴀʟ ʜᴀʀᴀssᴍᴇɴᴛ ғᴏʀ ᴋɪssɪɴɢ ᴀ ᴄʟᴀssᴍᴀᴛᴇ; ᴛᴇᴇɴs sᴜsᴘᴇɴᴅᴇᴅ ғʀᴏᴍ sᴄʜᴏᴏʟ ғᴏʀ ᴜsɪɴɢ ᴍᴏᴜᴛʜᴡᴀsʜ ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ʟᴜɴᴄʜ; ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ᴛᴇᴀᴄʜᴇʀ ғɪʀᴇᴅ ғᴏʀ ʀᴇᴘʀɪᴍᴀɴᴅɪɴɢ ᴀɴ ᴜɴʀᴜʟʏ sᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛ, ᴏɴʟʏ ᴡᴏʀsᴇɴᴇᴅ ʜɪs ᴄᴏɴᴅɪᴛɪᴏɴ.
Cᴏᴍᴍᴏɴ Sᴇɴsᴇ ʟᴏsᴛ ɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴘᴀʀᴇɴᴛs ᴀᴛᴛᴀᴄᴋᴇᴅ ᴛᴇᴀᴄʜᴇʀs ғᴏʀ ᴅᴏɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴊᴏʙ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴛʜᴇᴍsᴇʟᴠᴇs ʜᴀᴅ ғᴀɪʟᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ ɪɴ ᴅɪsᴄɪᴘʟɪɴɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴜɴʀᴜʟʏ ᴄʜɪʟᴅʀᴇɴ. Iᴛ ᴅᴇᴄʟɪɴᴇᴅ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ғᴜʀᴛʜᴇʀ ᴡʜᴇɴ sᴄʜᴏᴏʟs ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʀᴇǫᴜɪʀᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ Pᴀʀᴇɴᴛᴀʟ ᴄᴏɴsᴇɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴀᴅᴍɪɴɪsᴛᴇʀ Cᴀʟᴘᴏʟ, sᴜɴ ʟᴏᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏʀ ᴀ ʙᴀɴᴅ-ᴀɪᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴀ sᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛ; ʙᴜᴛ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ɴᴏᴛ ɪɴғᴏʀᴍ ᴘᴀʀᴇɴᴛs ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴀ sᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴍᴇ ᴘʀᴇɢɴᴀɴᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀɴ ᴀʙᴏʀᴛɪᴏɴ.
Cᴏᴍᴍᴏɴ Sᴇɴsᴇ ʟᴏsᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴛᴏ ʟɪᴠᴇ ᴀs ᴛʜᴇ Tᴇɴ Cᴏᴍᴍᴀɴᴅᴍᴇɴᴛs ʙᴇᴄᴀᴍᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴀʙᴀɴᴅ; ᴄʜᴜʀᴄʜᴇs ʙᴇᴄᴀᴍᴇ ʙᴜsɪɴᴇssᴇs; ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʀɪᴍɪɴᴀʟs ʀᴇᴄᴇɪᴠᴇᴅ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴛʀᴇᴀᴛᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴠɪᴄᴛɪᴍs.
Cᴏᴍᴍᴏɴ Sᴇɴsᴇ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ᴀ ʙᴇᴀᴛɪɴɢ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴅᴇғᴇɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟғ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴀ ʙᴜʀɢʟᴀʀ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ʜᴏᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴜʀɢʟᴀʀ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ sᴜᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ғᴏʀ ᴀssᴀᴜʟᴛ.
Cᴏᴍᴍᴏɴ Sᴇɴsᴇ ғɪɴᴀʟʟʏ ɢᴀᴠᴇ ᴜᴘ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴛᴏ ʟɪᴠᴇ, ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ᴀ ᴡᴏᴍᴀɴ ғᴀɪʟᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴢᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴀ sᴛᴇᴀᴍɪɴɢ ᴄᴜᴘ ᴏғ ᴄᴏғғᴇᴇ ᴡᴀs ʜᴏᴛ. Sʜᴇ sᴘɪʟʟᴇᴅ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ɪɴ ʜᴇʀ ʟᴀᴘ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴀs ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛʟʏ ᴀᴡᴀʀᴅᴇᴅ ᴀ ʜᴜɢᴇ sᴇᴛᴛʟᴇᴍᴇɴᴛ.
Cᴏᴍᴍᴏɴ Sᴇɴsᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴘʀᴇᴄᴇᴅᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ ʙʏ ʜɪs ᴘᴀʀᴇɴᴛs, Tʀᴜᴛʜ ᴀɴᴅ Tʀᴜsᴛ; ʜɪs ᴡɪғᴇ, Dɪsᴄʀᴇᴛɪᴏɴ; ʜɪs ᴅᴀᴜɢʜᴛᴇʀ, Rᴇsᴘᴏɴsɪʙɪʟɪᴛʏ; ᴀɴᴅ ʜɪs sᴏɴ, Rᴇᴀsᴏɴ.
Hᴇ ɪs sᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴇᴅ ʙʏ ʜɪs 3 sᴛᴇᴘʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀs; I Kɴᴏᴡ Mʏ Rɪɢʜᴛs, Sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ Eʟsᴇ Is Tᴏ Bʟᴀᴍᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ I'ᴍ A Vɪᴄᴛɪᴍ. Nᴏᴛ ᴍᴀɴʏ ᴀᴛᴛᴇɴᴅᴇᴅ ʜɪs ғᴜɴᴇʀᴀʟ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ sᴏ ғᴇᴡ ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴢᴇᴅ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ɢᴏɴᴇ. Iғ ʏᴏᴜ sᴛɪʟʟ ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ʜɪᴍ, ᴘᴀss ᴛʜɪs ᴏɴ. Iғ ɴᴏᴛ, ᴊᴏɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀᴊᴏʀɪᴛʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ.