Hi. I've got some bad news.
I've got something to announce; I am retiring from writing fics. I mean, writing them kicks ass and all, but I just had a brainwave: I've been wasting my time.
I have better things to write than fics. I have my own ideas, and I'd rather use them than Trey and Matt's. I have genuine, serious stories that I've put on the back burner so that I could spend my time on my fics. No more.
I want to write something with depth for a change.
One of my fics is unfinished; "Vicks VapoRub Should Not Be Taken Internally." I'm going to finish that one sometime, but don't expect to see it within the next few months.
I'll still be a part of the newsgroup, just not an active fic writer. You haven't seen the last of me by any means.
Thanks to everyone who's supported my fics in the past: you know who you are. I couldn't have kept going without all the great feedback.
Let's have a moment of silence for Mecha Dicrappio.
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While we're at it, let's have a moment of silence for Metallica. Their recent albums sucked ass and ruined the damn band.
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Good thing that's over. Silence is lame.
Keep the flame burning, Jess and the rest of you. We all still need fics.
Thanks again. It's been fun.
Martin
"Surrealism, social satire and farting! This show has everything!"
--Stan Marsh
Without My Anus