Since the site should be dead by now but traffic continues to climb even after the removal of every scrap of content, perhaps an explanation is in order.

The stories that were for sale in the past were written for reasons other than OMG I want to marry this story and have its babies.  As a result, I don’t love them, I don’t even like them, and I don’t want to advertise that I’m responsible for them. If the writer’s contempt for her own products isn’t enough to impede your determination to read them, check your favorite pirate site, which should be the only place they’re available now.

The stories that were free were supposed to be fun to write and fun to read. Judging by the barrage of complaints that these free stories weren’t perfect enough or being written quickly enough (complaints which frequently, paradoxically, came together), they were not fun to read and consequently became the opposite of fun to write.

Writing is what I do in the cracks between the same earning a living, managing a household, raising a family, and other demands of life that everyone else has. I write on check stubs while waiting in lines, I write on sticky notes during lags between clients, I write in notebooks in the dark when I’m supposed to be sleeping because that’s all the time I have that doesn’t belong to someone else. I’m perfectly happy to give the only time I can call my own to writing, but I’ll be damned if I give it to writing anything I don’t love.

Am I writing something I love? Yes. On top of being in love with the idea, I’m tremendously enjoying the freedom of not having to give anything away to whet the appetite of potential customers and suffer the subsequent unsolicited input, not being advised to sanitize my characters and not touch certain subjects because somebody might be offended, not being told I’m wasting my time because no one will read it because it’s not teenage vampires and endless sex and $1200 designer shoes and because I refuse to spend eight hours a day spamming everyone on the internet, and not being asked why it and the next four books weren’t finished the day after I had the idea. Keeping it to myself, protecting it from distractions and destructive influences, keeps it fun to write and true to the story I want to tell instead of turning it into a chore and a cop-out.

I thought the last time around that I could write and publish and keep myself removed from all the noise, but that obviously didn’t work out like I planned. I want to enjoy writing. If I can’t find a way to prevent publishing from sucking all the fun out of writing, I’d rather have my fun and stick the product of it in a drawer.

Therefore, I don’t know that I’ll ever have anything else for you to read. If I do, it won’t be anytime soon and it will be released under a pseudonym to distance it from the taint of previous works and to facilitate maintenance of privacy.

So thank you for visiting, but there’s no need to keep checking for updates. There is nothing new about to be unveiled. The absence of content is the remodel, and only this page will be on this site until hosting expires in March 2012.

~Kerry

October 2011