Or send a PM to Undead or me to edit the current thread to your liking, if you're too lazy to do otherwise.
I'm sure Undead and I are happy to help you... or at least, I'm sure Undead is.
Again, I have to share the same kind of news as last few times I mentioned my progress of the story. In other words, there is
no progress made. I don't know how many times I've had to say it yet, but I'm getting quite tired and annoyed of it. To make matters worse, it's not really the fact that I don't know how to go on, or the amount of time I have available nor my interest in the story (which is bigger than any I've made before). It's because I lack the ability to go on. Everything I write comes out bad... or at least, the quality is not good enough. This is supposed to be my best work of all times, and possibly my last (serious) work. 'Whatever walks here, walks alone' is a title that has been thought a short while after the name 'the Unsung Song' was created for my Warcraft project, meaning that it has been a long time ago. The choice between 'the Unsung Song' or 'Whatever walks here... walks alone' was a hard choice to make because I liked them both equally. Eventually, the Unsung Song became the name of the project because it was more fitting. The name for the story would naturally become 'Whatever walks here, walks alone.' I'm giving the story just about everything I have and it drains me completely. I never have been as satisfied with a story as I am now, despite it only being a little more than half a page. If, and only if is a good story, possibly the best I've made, but it never made me completely satisfied (therefore that I am rewriting it), nor did 'Rick wake up' (which I am writing the next chapter of by request of a friend) or any other story. Though a feeling of satisfaction did appear inside of me when I finished it, it was never complete. Always has there been something that I missed it... as if I forgot an important part. Whatever it was, I'm not sure, but I found the feeling quite fast after starting to write that story. I never got that feeling while writing 'Whatever walks here, walks alone' though. Therefore, I am interested in making this the best I've ever made, and ending all stories of me in that one.
Therefore, I am considering of retreating from the Story Contest and as addition to that, I will also consider my activity on the Anvil forum. Though I'll stay in the Story Contest as a judge. I'll make my final decision about this somewhere next week when I'm home again.
'Whatever walks here... walks alone' is about a young guy that's only one year older than me. A student, such as myself, that doesn't really have any problems to make friends of each other. Just like myself, easy to make people like him, but finding it hard to make enemies. This guy also seems to care more about others than he cares about himself. Unfortunately, this also makes him very naive, but also a good friend to his two remaining best friends. His whole life has turned around his three best friends, until one of them gets out of the picture and leaves out his friends, and his girlfriend. Out of pure desperation, the three gets together and tries to live on... which they succeed in eventually. Despite still bitter about the loss of their friend, they continue to live on. The loss of their friend can luckily be left behind them when one of the people in the group gets successful in his wish and all of them try to support him in every way. Everything goes well until one single day that will change all of them forever.
The story is about the daily life of Marcel Julien and his two best friends and how painful it can be to live for others.
