[Crestshot]

Trust me, mates, I am very much aware that my concentration on The Scathed has been sorely lacking. I don't think I've properly posted on a Friday in three weeks or more. For this, I give my formal apology, and offer this chance to explain myself.

First off, the current plot line we are in, the revolution of Tortuga, was not in my original plot. Actually, we've really strayed from my original plan. What happened is that after Sarah was captured, I had this image of Kat walking slowly and calmly away from the huge explosion of the jail in retribution for the Navy's actions. Kat wasn't lying when she asked Lawrence, "Feel like doing something stupid?" While I always kind of write from the top of my head, never quite sure what's going to flow out, I usually have a much better idea of where I'm going. All of this - Jenkins and McKinnon, Kat's slash in her side, even Luckie's bakery burning down - has just been... coming out. One thing leads to another, and another, with only a single end intent in mind, and no real motives on how it will all turn out for each individual character. It's just a matter of making it interesting along the way.

Second off, my state of mind from the writings of Solomon or the Muertos moon, or even the beginnings of Luckie O'Clover (Thanks again to the both of you) is much different from my mindset now, in many different ways. Mostly... I'm happier than I have been in a long time. It may sound odd, but my writing deteriorates the happier I am overall. I remember this time a few years ago where I started a story called Just in Case. Definitely not my best work, but when I wrote it.. well, I wrote it at a time when my life was hell. When my life started getting better, I stopped finding inspiration for the story, and eventually abandoned it. It's difficult to write drama in a time when your life is like a comedy.

Make no mistake, there is no way I will be abandoning The Scathed. I'm far too invested in it, and I want to see it through as much as you all do. It's just at something of a standstill at the moment. I want to see what my imagination pops out as much as the rest of you. Now it's just a matter of wooing my Muse back to me.

-Kat Crestshot