I am here to announce that With Fire in the Night as a project is officially dead.
For four years off and on, I've worked on it. I'm proud of the fact that I wrote a whole draft of a book before even leaving high school. I'm even more appreciative of how writing a book has improved all my writing—including, ultimately, the very book in its later revisions.
But writing what used to be called River Cats and Curtains of Smoke is emotionally taxing. It continually reminds me of how I used to be a different person. I've changed. We've all changed. At least one of the most important people in the project's history is now out of my life. I have different priorities, do different sorts of writing. What I've already done with this book is charged with the emotions I had in 2012 and 2013, things I cannot relate to now.
I want to thank those who have followed me in the last four years over the course of this project. I still remember being hesitant to begin writing. I watched as people like samoholic and others (you know who you are) pushed me to become a better writer. Soon, instead of writing 350-word chapters they were longer: 1000, 1500, 2500. I met SunetteTheWolf here, and she changed the direction this book took for the better. Your support was crucial to the success of this project. But it got harder and harder to rewrite this book without being emotionally spent. There are other things I would much rather write these days.
You probably won't see much from me on DA in the long term. My graphic design work, which has thrived in the last year as I've picked up new clients and techniques, is on Behance. My writing is about other things and can be found at one or two other places. All of it is under my real name.
But thanks to DA, this book project and especially AzurikTheWolf, I became a writer. And a darn good one, at that.