a horror publisher by the name of Damnation books. Words cannot describe how much I want to scream
at the top of my lungs without getting yelled at by a bunch of old people. There's two seminal moments of
my life (other than you know, the being born part, and learning how to ingest food without choking) that is
the first time I was accepted into art college on a partial scholarship, and this.
This is everything I've worked for as a writer and I never would have thought it would happen to me
so soon into the new year. I'd burst into a million pieces if that wasn't so incredibly violent and painful and traumatizing
for someone else to see. I'll keep all of you guys updated on what happens from here, the steps to getting
everything finalized, when it will be published, yatta yatta. Until then, suck it Stephanie Meyer.











