Post Vacation Post

I’ve been there before. I’ve been there at least a handful of times. And every time I thought the place was pretty. I’ve always admired the sky, even if all I could see of it was a thin strip, covered in gray storm clouds heavy with rain. I’d seen the mountains before, but only from far, and they just appeared to be this mass of earth that I’ll possibly never reach. This time, I wasn’t excited like before. I wasn’t overly happy to be traveling because my baby cousin had spent the previous night crying. And when I got there I had a headache. Yup, I thought, not the grandest journey I’ve made.

I was wrong.

Hate-Mail Blues

I was going through the guest reviews on the latest story I put up on fanfiction.net. The review at the very top, started off with raw jagged negatives.