First and foremost, I must apologize.  It shouldn’t have taken this long for this point to be publicly made, and I take full responsibility.<br/><br/>I also want everyone involved to know that the game in and of itself was sound.  Our writers were incredible, and the direction of the story may not have been exactly as planned but it still would have led to the same end that I had imagined.  Every post, every scene and part of the game was absolutely beautiful.  This was a story I began a good four years back that never took off because of bullshit OOC politics, but this version was nothing like that.  This version of the story was how it was meant to be, unselfish writers who were dedicated to the story and wished to see it out until its end.  I do believe that had I been able to keep it going, we could have drawn in more writers and ended up with a beautiful web of writing and plot.<br/><br/>However, I allowed myself to make the mistake of letting real life interfere with my writing.  And I know that there is that age old saying in writing that “Real life is more important then RP”, but there are times when I do not believe it to be true.  This game, and this situation, is one where I do not believe that to be true.  This was my baby, and I alone could direct it.  I wrote the two main characters and thus, without me, this game was incapable of continuing.  I should never have been selfish enough to let the game fall to the wayside.  Despite what I’ve been told, that group games die on a frequent basis, I do not believe that to be acceptable.  If you have committed writers, then you should dedicate yourself to the game so that they can continue to write the muses that the game inspired.<br/><br/>None the less, I found myself barely capable of writing for a couple of weeks.  Then that turned into me being able to write on a nightly basis, but only because of one story.  The story related to my personal life and I found myself incapable of invoking any other muse than the character I wrote within that story.  That is when I quit writing entirely for this game.  But I didn’t have the gull to tell all of you.  And that was incredibly selfish of me.  Quite frankly, I was afraid of outright admitting that I was no longer capable of writing for it because I was not at all okay with the fact I was done.  I love the story, I love my characters and I love writing with all of you.  But I should not have allowed it to linger this long.  For those of you who knew me from the HP game, you’ll probably realize I did the same thing with my characters there.  It’s nearly impossible for me to admit I’ve abandoned a muse.  It broke my heart when I admitted I lost Erin and Elliot, and it’s done the same admitting to myself, and now all of you, that the same has occurred with Elizabeth and Lawrence.<br/><br/>But most of all, I shouldn’t have left it to Flower to finally say.  I should have done it myself a few weeks ago.  I apologize to you, Flower, that you had to be the person who stated the obvious.  And I apologize to everyone else for letting my own selfish reasoning kill this game.  It could have been incredible, we could have written something truly great.  Of that I am certain.  But this game is in fact finished.  And I take full responsibility for it.<br/><br/>Lastly, I do not wish any of you to tell me that it is okay.  I didn’t start this game only to end it.  I started it to finish it, and I fully accept responsibility in failing in that regard.  I completely accept that I wasn’t able to accomplish what I started, even if I am not okay with it.<br/><br/>Though it’s been repeated over and over, I apologize to all of you.  You were all absolutely wonderful.  And I am quite confident that you will find game after game, and story after story to enjoy.  I wish you all the best of writing.