One year ago I started sharing my fan fiction online. I was terrified, but I did it, and now I’m so supremely glad. Never in my wildest dreams could I have imagined the response I received. I’ve made friends, where before I only had one. I receive beautiful praise from lovely folks all around the world. And miracle of miracles, I’ve found the love of my life in @martymcdie88mph
Now, 252 stories later, I’ve reached a major goal. Last week I crossed 1.5 million words. And I have to say, I’m pretty damn proud of myself. Before returning to fan fiction last year I did nothing. I sat around and watched Conan and Bill content to slog through my days because I was so fucking miserable all the time.
But writing has transformed my life. I now have people. Real, actual people who care about me and ask how I’m doing every day. And I feel like, for the first time, I might even have a purpose. It may seem silly to some, writing explicit stories about tall, blue-eyed, assless comedy men to pass the time. But I have used fic writing to process my own trauma, to work through various heartaches. And I’m amazed at the responses from my readers. I feel privileged that people trust me with their own private struggles and ask me to write difficult things for them as well. I don’t know how to express my gratitude to everyone who has read my work, left kudos, commented, or made a request. All I can say is thank you, thank you, thank you!
Now, as Bill says…
Here are 25 (or more) fuckin’ hard ass, well run blogs I would like to thank for supporting me along the way this past year. I’m sure I’m leaving some folks out, and for that I apologize. Know that I love all of you more than I can say
