225 Pages… 225 pages… that’s what my Microsoft Word says at the bottom as I finish the last word on Elegance.  I lean back in my chair, completely satisfied but at the same time completely depressed.  Why?  Because this story has been like my baby for the past year.  I used to spend hours on the weekends at the keyboard, typing furiously because I didn’t want any ideas flying out of head.  I used to keep a memo pad in my bag at all times, in case I had another stroke of an idea so I could write it down.  This was everywhere: at my job, whenever I was out.  Sometimes on the subway on a Friday night, I would be sitting there talking to my friends, when I would grab the pad and start jotting down notes.  My friend (who loves Backstreet as much as I do, if not more) would turn to me and say “Elegance?”  I would nod and continue scribbling down fragmented words to remind myself when I got home. When I called her up to say that I had finished the story, she said, “Congratulations, now maybe I can finally read it.”  That’s right.  My friends haven’t read the story, making them take a solid oath not to until the last word was written.  I’m nervous about their reaction.  Judging from the response I have gotten from all of you, I’m sure they will love it as much as you have been. I never thought that I would even finish the story, I’m the first one to admit that I am one who starts something and sometimes never finish it.  The drive is gone, and I’m not interested.  Believe me, I sometimes lost the edge to write Elegance.  In fact, I actually put down the story for about 3 months and then decided to pick it up again. But this story has been my solace, my stress reliever.  Although I write other stories, this has been my pet project.  I found such joy in writing Elegance that I am very sad to see it completed.  However there are some people that I do want to thank: Deana, Ro, Celina, Laura, and Tarah: the original “Elegance.”  Thanks for being my inspiration not only in this story, but also in my life.  To my parents: When I finally told you that I was writing this story and building a web site, I thought you would laugh.  But you supported me and was impressed that I was doing this.  Thank you for all of your love. To all of my BSB buddies on the Internet: YOU ROCK! To the BSB (If, by some slim, miniscule chance that you happen to read this and then I would be completely embarrassed): Thank you for not only giving me the inspiration to write, but for the thousands of others who decide to dedicate their time to writing stories in your honor.  We’ll always KTBSPA! To all the webmistresses/webmasters: Thank you for your encouragement and support in linking my site.  I know what time and energy you put into making your sites for the entertainment of others who share your passion in their favorite group. Last but definitely not least, to all of the readers: I never thought I would get such a positive response from you… I didn’t even know that this story could get so big!  Thank you for reading my thoughts, my words, and my story.  You have been the ones who kept me writing by sending me comments about it.  Now that it is completed, maybe I will get some more tell me what you thought about it overall.  You all are the best!  That’s all for now ::crying tears of joy::  Maybe there will be another chapter in Elegance’s life… well, I’ll save that for the next 225 pages. The Fanfic Queen Hate, love, it’s all good! Back to Elegance