Endings

This might not come as a surprise, but Fictioner’s Net is effectively closing. The lights will turn off on December 2nd, at which point the fictioners.net domain is likely to direct to some god-awful clickbait site infested with malicious ads and questionable popups, but hopefully to nothing at all.

This site started up after NaNoWriMo 2012 – the year I was a very unofficial Co-ML trying to help an ML who had been left in the position on her own. I found at write-ins, I did my best to help provide advice born from many years of writing, reading, reading about writing and writing about writing. It was enough to make me want to have a corner of the internet to offer that advice, and as tends to happen half through preference and half through necessity, I started it on my own.

Some of the site has gone that way, some providing commentary on my own personal writing journey through different stories and rewrites, and then a mix of whatever is going on – either in my life or the world at large.

In times like we’ve had lately, I’m torn between wanting to hide in writing, and in being stuck in a numbness that prevents any words from flowing out. Other than retreads of old content or ideas, ranting at the universe, or providing mini updates, there’s not a lot that here can have added while these circumstances are present.

I closed the Facebook Page and Twitter account for the site last month, and did maybe remove a few recent posts because I don’t think I’ve ever gotten past the guilt felt by the circumstances of the last active post. It’s something I still think about regularly, and not just because my own venture into the same waters has struggled. I know I wouldn’t have been able to maintain that site alone, but leaving it has also killed it. That isn’t the point of this at all, though.

It’s about Fictioner’s Net for now.

One reveal that may not be a surprise, is that many of my advisory posts over the years were targeted at a particular person. Myself. It didn’t always keep me on track, but it seemed I ran into the same problems that many others did. If you ever wondered why I seemed to know what was causing you the most grief with writing, there’s the secret. There was no special insight – these are all problems that some of us face at times, and we’re in this dance between words and ideas together.

With that said, it really is over.

I have a whole lot of thank yous to give.

Thank you to those that reached out to me after the last, now-removed post.

Thank you to those that have read, shared or even commented any of these words over the years.

Thank you to Ken, who kindly donated the domain last year when I was originally planning to close things down. I’m only sorry I didn’t capitalise on it by contributing here as much as I could have, but more that I haven’t written enough in the past twelve months either.

Thank you to Hong, Chani, Darren, Tash, Jimmy for contributing to my feature, “The Gamer’s Journey”, which laid the path for me to pursue game writing.

Thank you all guest contributors.

Thank you to anyone that’s read one of my drafts – whether it’s the last perpetual redraft of For More Than Earthly Ends, or one of my earlier, raw drafts of another story.

Thank you to everyone that ever believed this was going somewhere.

Thank you to everyone that helped the site become a finalist in the Australian Writers’ Centre’s Best Blogs competition in 2014, through support, votes or forbidden magicks.

Thank you to everyone that ever believed this was going somewhere.

Thank you if you did check out one of my other projects. I can’t guarantee they won’t travel the same road as here (and these days that seems a likely outcome), but for even a short while, amazing things seem possible.

Thank you if you’re here, reading this. It’s quite far down the page.

Thank you if you write. We need it more than ever.