Oh, Kevin. Kevin, Kevin, Kevin...

Oh, Kevin. You make me so mad.

Yeah, I know what you as a reader are thinking. "Wow, that lasted long," and let me tell you: it DID. No sarcasm.

As a writer, the hardest thing you can do is leave a character that you love. These become people, real, live people to you, and failing, that hurts not only you, but them. I'm not a scitzophrenic. However that's spelled... It's true! It HURTS, I've cried more over Wake Up Sunshine more than I have over Andy, and finally I thought that was done for a while. But no. Stupid Kevin woke me up, begging me to write something. And I did.

And it felt. So. Good.

But now I'm scared. Stacy came right after Kevin, and Mikki, Brian, and Linda are sure to follow. What happens if I get attached again? What if I fail?

But what if I don't?

Sometimes, we say we hate signs from God, only because we secretly love them. That's what I'm feeling now. I don't want to hurt again, but I may have to. And that's ok. Because I think I'm ready to start up again, maybe. This could just be another heartbreak, but I'm willing to take my chances. It may hurt that I've failed, but what will hurt worse will be not trying.

I would like to say this inspiration was probably from Mrs. Killen's writing class and Senor Phelps' Spanish class. So thanks guys.

I mean it.