So I had forgotten how much ego it takes to post a story. I mean, I spent all those millions of hours alone writing the damn thing, and really thought it was pretty good till I sent it to some wonderful people who read it for me. Then I spent another million hours (at least) fixing it.

Thank goodness the first chapter got so many nice comments. I can exhale now.

But what happened after that? It seemed to fall off a cliff.

Maybe tomorrow will be a better day.