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Ollo friends!

The first chapter of One White Blank Page that has been fully re-vamped, polished, and improved upon has been uploaded! You can find it on AO3!

If anyone desperately wants access to the original, send me a DM!

Hello friends!

Don't mind me rolling up in here like this:

I recently finished the first draft of my (non-megamind) fiction novel that I took a hiatus from fan fiction for in the first place! (A few months later than originally anticipated.)

So, now I'm back! My beta reader is thankfully still with me after all this time, and I'm going to begin re-posting/replacing the pre-existing chapters of One White Blank Page with the updated and improved versions. (I'd like to think my writing has GREATLY improved since I first started this story, in no small part thanks to my work on unrelated projects like YGTWH, the novel that I went on hiatus for.)

I'll keep everyone updated here on when the updated chapters are released or quickly upcoming! In an effort to be considerate of my beta's time availability and my own creative wellbeing (something I learned so much about during my hiatus) I'm not committing to any strict schedule for chapter release dates.

But, since the first chapter is already fully re-written and ready to go, I'll be posting it on Saturday, June 22nd! This will give me time to get everything html formatted (and attempt some cool banner ideas I have if I can make my vision for them a reality).

Until then, imagine the most horrible, terrifying, evil thing you can possibly think of and multiply it... by six!

I just wanted to jump on here and give everyone an update since it’s been so long since I’ve posted anything. Five months here on Tumblr, 16 months since there’s been an update to any of my fanfics at best and 50 months at worst. (And for some reason One White Blank Page seems to be going through a renaissance period of new readers despite the fact that it’s been 16 months since there was an update.)

It’s crazy looking back at it, but I started writing One White Blank Page 4 years ago when I was a full time college student! A lot has changed since then, in the world at large, and in my own little personal bubble of a world.

In 2022 I took a hiatus from posting or updating any fanfics at all. It was a year where everything felt so incredibly out of control for me, and that feeling spiraled into my creative life and took away most of my drive to hunker down and actually create. I’m looking at 2022 as having been a ‘fallow’ year where my metaphorical fields had to sit untouched for a while in order to prepare for a new season of creating.

This year I’ve been brimming with creative energy! And I’ve been focusing most of my efforts into a piece of original fiction that I’ve talked about here a bit before. It’s a New Adult novel that I’ve tentatively titled You Got The Wrong Hero, and I do aspire to one day query and publish that novel. Of course, in order to do that I have to actually have a finished novel to publish!

So, this year, I’m choosing to focus the brunt of my creative efforts on YGTWH. At this time, I’m planning on having the first draft of YGTWH finished towards the end of this year. Because I’m going to be focusing so much of my creative energy and free time into getting the first draft of YGTWH finalized, I’m not going to have much time to focus on my existing fanfics.

Now, this isn’t to say that I’m abandoning my existing fanfics! I love those fanfics that I’ve written and I have every intention of returning to them. But this is a notice that I’m going to be on a fanfic hiatus until I finish that first draft of YGTWH.

Apologies to everyone who loves my Megamind and ATLA fanfics I have up, but it’s been a lifelong dream of mine to write a book that gets published and I genuinely feel like the idea, plot, and characters of YGTWH are enough to get me there if I can only give them the time and effort they deserve and actually get them down on the page.

I threw a (very) tentative schedule for my upcoming writing life for the next few years down below for those who are interested in when they can start expecting me to return to my existing fanfics. And below that I have a short list of tropes and ‘comp titles’ for YGTWH for anyone who might be interested in being a beta reader once I get this first draft done!

TLDR; I’m not dead and I haven’t abandoned any of my fanfics! I’ve been on hiatus and will be for a while longer while I finish some stuff up. See the (very) tentative timeline below for an estimate of when I will return to working on your favorite fanfic!

This topic originally came up in a Discord server forever ago… but I was asked about the thoughts I had on what the written Amerdian language looked like.

There’s a font I have on my computer that inspired the picture I have in my head if the written Amerdian language and I figured I would share those font snippets I posted on Discord on my Tumblr as well!

So, here’s the font that inspires the sloppy, flowing, gracefully curving letters that Roxanne always tries to describe.

“You’re coming to the press event with me.” Megamind answered, shooting Minyn a smile that he was certain looked just as fake as it felt on his face.

Minyn frowned at his answer, reaching up to unfasten the magnetic sigil from the exoskeleton of his suit as he spoke. “We both know that Elaehna doesn’t want me there.”

Before Minyn could rip the sigil off, Megamind grabbed his hands and held them in place. It wasn’t until Minyn’s frown deepened that he realized his hands were termbling. “I don’t really give a shit what Elaehna wants.” He spat, releasing his hold on Minyn’s hands so he could ball his own into fists in an attempt to stop the tremors wracking them. “She seems to want me there, and we’re a package deal.” He reinforced, taking a deep breath as he attempted to calm the rage of emotions bubbling just under his skin.

Where did his mother get off making his Mypsin feel like he didn’t belong at his side? Who did she think she was to deny him the aid he needed because of her shortcomings? And most of all, did she not realize that by denying the part of him that Minyn supported and tended to, that she was denying that part of him existed? That it was valid, and real, and that it hurt him every single day. 

She would never know what it felt like. She would never know that without Minyn by his side he felt like he was walking around with a gaping a wound. That it was slowly festering and consuming, and that it felt like it would kill him one day. 

It would kill him if he didn’t have Minyn. She would kill him to hide her shortcomings from the rest of the world. 

Goddess help him, sometimes he dreamed of challenging her to a vozroz and making her pay for everything she had ever put him and everyone he loved through.

“She’s not wrong, you know.” Minyn’s voice was a soft, quiet thing full of doubt. “I make you look weak.”

Megamind swallowed at the words. Maybe his mother was right, maybe Minyn did make him look weak to others. 

Goddess, he of all people was aware of how differently he was treated when Minyn was at his side compared to when he left him at home. But that was hardly his fault, and it was hardly Minyn’s either. 

His mother was the one who had been enabling their branch to treat the Mypsin and everyone who had one in their lives like second-class citizens. His mother was the one who had practically turned her scorn into a social stigma by doing everything in her power to public erase Minyn from his life for the last twenty-six years. 

But surely Minyn understood the same exact thing his mother did, though she was loathe to admit it. 

It wasn’t Minyn that made him look weak. People didn’t look weak just because of the others who chose to stand by their side. His mother made him look weak by trying to sweep Minyn’s existence under the proverbial rug like some sort of dirty little family secret better left unseen and forgotten. His mother made him look weak by trying to sweep his own existence under that same rug for the last fifteen years that he’d been trapped in the hellacious purgatory that was forced house arrest. 

Sure, maybe he hadn’t died when that doctor shoved the lethal injection needle into his arm, but he sure as shit hadn’t lived a day in his life since then. 

Well, except for that one stint with Aennier… but then his mother had to rip that away from him too.

No, Minyn didn’t make him look weak.

He made himself look weak by allowing her judges to have any say in his life when he could have just ignored their sentencing and went on with his life; because he knew just as well as everyone else did that the legal system couldn’t actually stop him from doing what he wanted unless he allowed it to. He made himself look weak by allowing his mother to hide the dark nasty parts of him that didn’t look good in the light. He made himself look weak by refusing to stand up against her for so long.

Well that ended today.

His mother may have named him after the soaring heavens above, but he was hardly the goddess-blessed son she’d hoped for. 

She wanted heaven from him, and he was going to give her hell.

“You can’t honestly tell me you believe that.” Instead of answering, Minyn just frowned at the floor beneath their feet; and his silence spoke in volumes. “Minyn.”

His Mypsin leveled him with an annoyed glare before his terse voice was breaking the quiet. “Do you want me to come because you want me to come? Or do you want me to come because you know it’ll piss her off?” His fins fluffed out as he spoke, and Megamind really didn’t need the visible sign of anger and aggression to know the thought of being used like that pissed his friend off.

He struggled to answer the question for a moment, because Minyn knew just as well as he did that the answer wasn’t so simple. That those two reasons weren’t exclusive of each other. 

“I want you to come because you’re a part of me Minyn.” Megamind answered, and just like he knew those words were true, Minyn did as well. What Minyn didn’t know were the truths he hid from everyone… the truths he hid from himself because they scared him that much. “Sometimes I feel like you’re the only part of me that’s any good at all.”

Also My Brain: You need to finish writing Kaiya and Enoli’s story so you can try to get published!

Sadly Also My Brain: Just work on another update for One White Blank Page, people liked the last chapter!

My Brain Making Things As Hard As Possible: Here’s a shiny idea for a new fic!

And Then My Brain: You know you left Cupid’s Got A Gun on a terrible cliffhanger, maybe you should fix that!

Happy shows up ten times in this next chapter, and not exactly in the context we might want...

“I only hope that you can build a life here that makes you happy.”

The word information comes up only three times in this chapter, so have a lovely angsty sentence!

Other than question Elaehna about her decision to keep literally life-altering information from her son, and argue about her decision to allow Megamind to go to trial over protecting someone from a hideous crime, she’d tried to be everything Elaehna could possibly want.

Drama is coming...

Okay nonnie! I re-submitted your word to myself since I didn’t want that spoiler at the end of your original ask right there at the top of the post, haha! (Just in case someone who has avoided spoilers or someone who doesn’t even know what my fic is about happens to stumble upon this answer and immediately gets smacked with that big spoiler, lol)

Anyway, you wanted me to do the word God. The word God comes up nineteen times in this new chapter! (And if that’s not a warning of what’s coming, idk what is.)

Here is a spoiler free sentence with the word God in it:

He made her name sound like some sort of prayer, and good God, she really wasn’t prepared for the surge of tingly warmth that sent through her.

And here’s a spoiler one...

The word surprise comes up four times in the next chapter of OWBP!

“It needs to happen.” Drae’s blunt answer caught her by surprise.

The word softly comes up six different times! Here's the sentence that makes the most sense when there's no context to go with it:

She barely caught the tail end of a quick string of words as she softly spoke up, “Megs?”

The word confusion only comes up once in this entire chapter!

The group of Amerdians standing before the door were fuzzy, and it was like being stuck in a fuzzy fever dream—hearing the chorus of their laughter before they all looked into the elevator and their smiles faded into contorted mixtures of shock and confusion.