The Decision

At this point, I don’t think I was really taking Where Snow Doesn’t Fall that seriously. Not until then. Can’t exactly remember when it was, but it must’ve been a few months after I started, in October.

My first draft was just too long. I knew that if I ever planned on publishing it, there was noooo WAY anyone would read it. Attention span and all. Like literally, no one’s going to read a big-ahh book, not one they don’t even know about.

So I had to cut it. I eventually decided to put it into three different parts, as three is my lucky number.

I really think that’s where it all began. I’d write in school, a lot actually, because heh, the teachers never told me to put my computer away. Since it’s not a phone, I got away with being distracted by it. Now that I skipped a year and don’t have school anymore, there ain’t anything they can do about it.

I drew a lot of pictures. They definitely weren’t the greatest at first, but hey, every drawn picture is a picture I can post in the future. Something to say ‘aww, that’s adorable,’ or, ‘HAHAHA LOOK AT THAT!!!’

It was going through my head only a few times at that point, but later on for sure:

‘I’m really going to put this story out there, huh?’

I don’t think it really hit me until at some point, I was just dwelling on how much I did. It probably was at a point where I was re-editing, because I got annoyed a lot at that point, but also had great ideas. And I would just think to myself how bizarre it was, that one day, I guessed, I would actually publish it.

And I also had a genius idea to add onto that. Going back to the whole attention-span thing, well, what would be better than adding pictures? Drawings, by me? I mean, not only do I get to showcase my own drawings, but it’s a win-win in sales! Hah, was I born a genius or what?