I guess I should start this long overdue post by apologizing for he Houdini act I pulled without any warning whatsoever.
Yes? Alright then.
I am extremely sorry. I truly, truly am.
The reason why I've been almost completely off the grid for the past month (or was it months? I've lost track of time) is because I've been so incredibly overwhelmed with school work and examination preparations and coursework that I have legitimately not had enough time for anything else. I couldn't even put aside a half-hour a day to work through my writer's block (yes, my arch nemesis decided to pay me a visit) because I had to focus more on Iago's convoluted plot to ruin Othello. As you've probably guessed, life has been eventful. NOT.
Alright, no. Maybe it hasn't been completely uneventful. There was that one incredibly soul-crushing, stress-puke inducing, constant-tears-of-bitterness involving, incident that spanned over the past couple of days... but that's a tale for another blog post. I don't want to gripe right now.
Where was I?
Oh right. Apologizing.
While I might be done with enduring Iago throwing (extremely racist) insults at Othello, I am still not 100% free from my scholastic duties as an A Level student. Translation? Despite the fact that I've chosen to reappear and start updating my stories once in a while, (pinky promise) you still won't see all that much of me until June. Tragic. I know.
I'll be uploading a little sneak peak of the upcoming second installment of The House of Voices somewhere within the week; and maybe after that, I'll upload a couple of monologues and short conversations I've written for my new anthology Fragments and Parlays. The updates for Toxic Snow and Strays on the Run might get a little delayed, unfortunately. I'll do my best to squeeze in a few updates, but I'm really in no position to make promises at the moment. So sorry.
Anyhoo... I guess that's really all I have to say for now. I'll pop in again in a couple of days with more updates. Who knows? Maybe I'll decide to shake things up a little and post an anecdote or a few personal thoughts on a personal subject... Maybe I'll decide to talk about the aforementioned incident of pure, unadulterated heartbreak. Real life tales of tragedy and dream smashing; YAY!
For those of you still reading my stories and for those of you who don't ardently hate me for disappearing again; I love you all. Really. The support I get from you guys is truly unbelievable. It's the kind of thing that keeps perfectionist, scatter-brained, self-doubting artists like me, strong. And I'm indescribably grateful for it.
I promise to do better. In both life, and my arts; be it music, writing and the crazy doodling I do when I'm bored. Because, really, in a world where virtually nothing's certain one thing's for sure; there's never any harm in trying to be better. At anything.
Good night world. This is Gabrielle Philips, signing out.
xx
