Originally, this was a story I’d never finish, as I never used to finish any of my writing, but last year I decided to change all that, and this was the first story of mine I completed.
When I started this, many years ago, it was a simple story with no middle beyond an idea, but the actions of JK Rowling kind of changed that a lot, and she is directly responsible for a certain character you’ll be introduced to if you complete the story.
I am proud of this story; it won’t make me any money, that really doesn’t matter, but it has set a standard I want to exceed. There are moments I wrote in which I was crying while I typed, and others I was laughing out loud at. There is nothing original here, just a love letter to books I have read, of friends I made when I didn’t belong anywhere but in a book I was reading, so forgive the tropes, the familiarity and the obvious affection I have for these ‘friends’, I’m being selfish, and you are on my bus, enjoy the ride 🙂
I hope everyone enjoys it, apart from one person, like she would ever read this.
Be you; you are enough, and anyone telling you you aren’t… leave them behind because you deserve better.