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I myself have only recently realized a readers so called "flames" in reviews? Bullshit???! I'd posted half a chapter because I felt bad about leaving them with noting for so long, but I hadn't been writing for said amount of time due to personal mental health issues. And I got like three reviews hence that were literally just whining about a cliffhanger, in the middle of the chapter, that I'd put there purposefully for plot reasons. Y'all, I used to WORRY about flames. I used to tell myself "fuck them their opinion doesn't matter to me" but somehow it always DID. Reviews have controlled how I've written my stories before. Many a story has been ruined by me catering to their whims. BUT NO MORE. I've read these readers demanding that I tell them what happens after the cliffhanger, information that I intentionally, consciously decided to leave out until a later tie in my story's timeline. I read their whining and I LAUGH. Because it wasn't until now that I realize they all sound like petulant children. So shoutout to my fellow authors, fanfiction and original; Readers are, for the most part, whiny little brats. I love a great deal of them, yes, and you should to. But that inherent love SHOULD NOT dictate what you can and cannot write. Acknowledge your readers opinions, they can sometimes be a useful asset. But never value them so much that they change your writing.

My character is... Well at first she seems really Mary sueish. Izzileia Beldranes is a god damn goddess with a killer body, and fighting skills to die for. Yeah, on the surface she's a Mary sue. Too bad I put way too much devotion into her character. She hates her body, and was born without emotions, plus she has to constantly hide the fact she's a different species, and deal with the loss of basically half of her person. She's oblivious, and vulgar, and rude, but she gets shit done, and she's not a priss about it. The girls of court have bleached their hair? She keeps hers brown. Pastels in for fall? Too fucking bad she's wearing gray. She's childish, and has way too much depth for even me to comprehend and she's just so perfect in an entirely imperfect manner that I've fallen in love with her. She is my actual baby, and when these books get published, when people fall in love, and when they ask for a movie... I gotta have a big ass part in that movie, because these books have kept me alive way longer than they should have, and nobody fucks with my babies. If that means having a 3 part movie for number one, because I want perfect casting and detailing, so fucking be it because bullshit if they want to cut the little stuff. Way too much little stuff helps big stuff. A pass in the hallway, or a lighting of a candle if nights the whole fucking plot 3 chapters later. Everything will be perfect. And I will be a priss about it.