Whatever happened to that fic you were reading???

[later2nite]

I'm sure most of you don't even remember the fic I was in the middle of writing two years ago. I can't believe it's been that long since the last chapter was posted, but the story was never far from my head and I tried to work on it as much as I could between bouts of overwhelming things happening in my life.

Not all of them were sad (my dad's death) or hard to cope with (being my disabled husband's caregiver, sharing responsibility with my sister for taking care of our aging mother, who decided to stop eating for some reason and compounded her dementia issues). Some of them were joyous (the birth of my first grandson) and loud and hectic (my son and his wife and their two dogs moving in with me a month before the birth to save up money to buy a house). Some of them were happy and precious (being a hands-on grandma) and time consuming (babysitting while my son and his wife worked, which I still do when they need me even though they bought their own house and moved out of mine). Some of them were unbelievably thrilling and involved packing up and traveling to four different cities throughout the year that started last January 28th (seeing eleven performances of Randy in Cabaret - yes, I'm obsessed).

But, and this is a very huge but, through all of that I have somehow managed to finish The Making of an Artist. Even if it did take two years. And now you know why.

I'll be posting CHAPTER TEN and the EPILOGUE in about an hour. If anyone wants to reread/scan through/brush up on/try to remember what the hell the story was about, here's a link to the Prologue. Each successive chapter is linked to at the end of the previous one.

THE MAKING OF AN ARTIST - PROLOGUE

I know it's frustrating to start a fic and have it disappear, and I sincerely apologize for doing that to anyone who was reading and was left stranded on the cliff.

But maybe you'll like the way things come full circle and get wrapped up. ♥