I’m not supposed to directly respond to anon confessions, but I have to say something about the last one I just posted.
I never expected to receive anything remotely close to that, from anything that I’ve done on tumblr or off. It means so much to hear that something that I’ve been a part of could influence someone in such a way, and all the more to think that could credit my work for their choices and strength.
Thank you anon, thank you so so much for your kind words and confession. As thrilled as I am that you took inspiration from Papi, Fleur, the Cynedian Stories, or whatever else, I cannot take any credit for what you have managed.
It is a very, very hard thing to deal with the loss of a family member, and it is only natural to find an outlet to help deal with the depression, anger, and sorrow that comes from it. That what I have done has helped you through a dark time means a lot to me, but someone else’s work doesn’t make or keep you from doing anything, you do.
Thank you so very much, anon, for your kind words, but don’t forget to thank your own resolve and self, and the best of luck to you in everything you do.