Site is Under Construction!
Hi again, everyone! I’m sure that, after all this time, you guys thought I’d quit or fallen off the face of the planet or something; well, that isn’t the case. I had a serious case of being bored with the game, and it took a lot of effort just to get myself to write each chapter. It ceased being fun and became a chore. Now, after a much needed break, I’m back to usher in whole new generation of the Taylors. For those of you who are still sticking with me after all this time, expect a brand new chapter within the next two weeks. I’ll be getting on it as soon as I can finish cleaning out and updating the rest of the blog. See you guys soon!
Update: I’m a tad behind schedule, but I’m working on the new chapter and am aiming for it to be out shortly before Valentine’s Day.
SILC – Summer 2011
Gen. 21 – Ameline: Chapter 7
Why did all of this have to happen? Why did I have to tear to shreds everything that I had ever held dear to me in my life–everything I’d ever cared about. My life was tumbling to ruins around me and I was powerless to stop it; I’d made my bed and now I was just going to have to lie in it. What I would do if I could just turn back the clock one week’s time and change my own actions.
Gen. 21 – Ameline: Chapter 6
As one might expect, preparing for Mom and Jake’s wedding was just the medicine the doctor ordered for our household; it even managed to drag Felicia out of her stupor. Mom had decided that she just wanted to hold a fairly small ceremony for close friends and family there in our backyard; since both her and Jake were established adults already, she didn’t want to make a big fuss out of the occasion. We were holding it on a Saturday morning, and Feli and I got up early with Mom to help her get ready.
Gen. 21 – Ameline: Chapter 5, Part 2
More excited than I had been at months, I was ready to go and pacing at the front door the next day at four-forty-five PM, and it was a good thing I was early, too, because at four-fifty-two, the doorbell rang. I sprang off the couch and yanked the door open almost before Daniel’s finger had even left the doorbell.



