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The Web series

So recently I decided to start a web series, and thus thought has been overwhelming me ever since.
By next month it will be up on a new site and whenever there is a new part I will update you all here.
For now let's talk about what a mess of ideas I have in my head.
I have always begun a brilliant story with an amazing plot but I almost always get stuck somewhere. So this time I decided to take the plunge and go for it . Except to go for What?. Like fantasy , dystopian or real life ? I definitely don't want to leave it somewhere in the middle or end it horribly. Talk about de-motivation . But I said that this time I WILL finish it .
5 ideas , and only one gets the golden spot. Ugh!
But I promise it will be out by the end of April. It already scares me .
So will you guys please read it because I seriously have been working on it for a long time.😉
Bye!😃

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