I had finally got down to writing the ending to a fanfic project, College Crush. It took me so long to figure out how I was going to end it. Mostly because I suck at ending my stories.

This is because I feeling I could write so much more, and could go forever. But the thing is I had already planned this fanfic to be short and sweet. So, writing the ending was difficult and nerve reckoning.

My style of writing is very long and descriptive. But when it came to the ending I felt I did my job. I made it short and sweet.

Yet this project also gave me another challenge. It made me think of already established characters in a different light. It was easy to write one chapter, but not a short story of many chapters. This was very fun for me. It got me inspired to challenge myself more in my writing. Especially with what I’m going through now.

I’m currently going through a writer’s block with my other fanfics. But I think that’s because I’m working on my own novels. Since my novels take place in different settings and time, I have so much going through my head. I also take too much than what I could handle.

I had started many fanfics and story ideas. I even have more ideas I want to try, but I’s too much. My mind races with the endless possibilities, but it never seems to be enough. Yet then I’ll have moments where my thoughts become slow or I become self-destructive and just want to quit. I have long history of starting works but never finishing them.

This is why my first published book was a big deal for me. It’s proof I can complete something that I’m passionate about. And so, I published a second book. I even started writing fanfic and even finishing some. Even if and when I slow down, I want to have something there to look forward to.

Having that piece of work that people are looking at, and expecting more from me, is very encouraging. It tells me that someone is listening. That all these thoughts and ideas aren’t going to waste. That someone is actually enjoying my work and that brings me joy. The knowledge that someone is enjoying something I made feels nice. Even if I don’t get paid for most of what I create, it still feels nice putting it out into the world.

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I finally got past the first chapter of my second book in my Red Dragon series. I even got up to chapter 3. I’m starting on 4 and I’m so excited. I’m going through my up moments and I want it to last. When this is all over, I want to be able to look at the collection I created.

Invader has 5 chapters up [Link]

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A taste of chapter 6 (before edits):

“For the remaining 20 years I will train you and my sons, the way my father trained me. I will teach all of you everything that I know till you have into memory. Until my sons become of age, even if you kill me, no one will take the throne. Not even you.” He points at me, before raising. He is now walking over to me. “Bow.”

“I bow to only my father.”

“I said bow.” I am then tripped by his tail. “I’m not asking you to bow in respect to me, or as a king. I simply want to teach you something.” I growl at him, as I straighten myself and bow as my father taught me. I bow on one knee, and keep my back straight, as I look at the king. “That is not how we bow here. Bow on both knees, and head down.”

“What! You want me to submit? I will not lower myself to that!”

“You are not submitting because you are lower than me. You’re submitting as a show of respect. What you believe as something disrespectful, and beneath you, we have done it out of respect and fear. When you first came you asked if we believe in any gods. We don’t, because our king is our god. The humans and creatures do not know who protect them, because we believe in protecting ourselves. My father taught me a true king that protects does not seek recognition, if he is doing something because it’s right. For you, there’s only power. For us, there is only peace. Now bow.” I think I understand what he’s saying, and I do not like it. But I do get on my knees and bow my head. He then tells me to look up. When I do, he smiles. “Once your sister leaves you, and the boys will bow like that. And please, till the remaining years are up, stay away from my mate.”