《Rowan: The EcoPan》Final Note
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I want to make this simple and sweet by first saying thank you for reading Rowan: The EcoPan.
Rowan: The EcoPan has definitely been my favorite thing I've even written and I'm truly proud of it. This is the first project I can say that start-to-finish I did my best and I love. This is the first time I'm able to look back at a completed story and be like, "damn, I'm proud of that. I worked hard on that."
And even if it's not that great, I know I did my absolute best this time.
As you can see, this story has a very special place in my heart. It's the first thing I've written that I've truly loved, so I had very high hopes for this story. After Rebels Of Eden I was SO upset about the ending and I just needed something to make me feel like there was another ending so I wrote this story as a therapy for me. I hope it helped y'all too.
Honestly, I don't love the way I ended this story either. It felt sloppy and strange and I wasn't sure how to convey to the reader why the ending made sense. I don't know how to explain what the characters went through the past twelve years that made them who they are, that information is just trapped in my mind,
unable to be conveyed. Still, I hope you understood it and liked it.
This is kind of sad for me because I loved this story and I had so many ideas for it and so many high hopes for Rowan's future. I have a million things and ideas I want to experiment with but I've run out of time. After roughy six months of working on this story it has come to a natural ending that I hope you like.
Keep writing and keep reading.
Sincerely,
Ashley
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