Not only my life at home, trying to get an education and a job. Trying to find someone to share my life with and trying to help my brother grow out of this behavior that he has grown accustomed to, but this habit I picked up the last couple months about letting my chatting with people all day distract me from what's really important.

When I first started writing back in April, I was a novice I admit, but I loved writing with a passion. I often spent hours outside with just a pen and notebook writing down ideas that I would eventually take and turn into stories. I'd written page after page of ideas, dialogue, characters, plot destination and more.

As I got more into it I began branching out into other websites apart from Deviant Art. I went from Deviant Art to a small time owned Vore site called Voretek, it was there I got more into roleplaying I met many new friends, a handful of whom I still maintain almost daily contact with, just chatting out the day their plans and other stuff.

From there I moved into to Furaffinity and that is where I really began picking up on story ideas and A month or so after creating my account I had uploaded to my Deviant Art and Furaffinity the first chapter of my World of Anthros story, which took off fairly well, much better than I had ever expected.

I got praise and popularity for my story that I'd never dreamed of having. Months passed as I continued my craft, pushing out more chapters that people really enjoyed and it brought a warmth to my heart knowing that I had made something people enjoyed so much.

In that time I'd created a second story more romantically based that also got some fair popularity. I had also begun branching out, I'd found two people who I now consider family and I talk to them every day that I can and I'd never felt closer to anyone else before. These people  nyx2857 and  Furvuswolf are two of the closest friends to my heart. They've pushed me to continue my dreams as a writer and find new and creative ideas for my stories.

However It wasn't long until I began to get pulled back. As more people began talking to me each day and keeping me on Skype for hours on end, my work suffered. I went from putting out 2-3 new stories a month if not more, to barely being able to put out more than one or two stories every couple months.

It went really downhill for me because I'm not longer actively writing everyday which I had been so passionate about since starting. It's something that has been troubling me for the last few days because I feel the inspiration in my heart and it burns strongly, but with hardly anytime to myself the inspiration just sits there, burning away until soon I forget it entirely.

I don't want to forget these ideas. I was to seize hold of them and make them into a story that people will remember. But in order to do that I have to stop letting people dominate my day. Lately all I ever do from sun up to sunset is spend hours and hours talking to people on Skype and it just makes me sad.

I love my friends a lot, but I can't keep spending my days just talking to them. I have dreams and wants and needs. I dream of being a great writer, I want to be able to take the ideas in my heart and my mind and craft stories that make people swoon, make them laugh, make them cry, make them cheer. I need to start doing this again. For to long I've let the want and desires of other overshadow my own. I love you guys a lot, but It's simply unfair of me to have my life consumed with trying to make all of you happy all the time.

I know lately I've neglected a fair number of you more than usual, but please don't take it personally. I just want to get back to the thing that brought me a lot of happiness in the first place. Writing is a powerful passion I have and I don't want that flame to die out because I couldn't stop chatting long enough to do any story writing.

So from today Onwards my activity in chatting in roleplaying is going to be cut severely. Most of the time roleplaying will be reserved for weekends, but that doesn't mean you can all jump me at once, expecting me to spend every waking moment making up lost time roleplaying with you.

I roleplay because it's fun, because I enjoy it, and because it helps me work on my writing skills, but I don't want it consuming my writing entirely, that's too big a sacrifice.

I know it's might take some getting used to, especially for those whom I talked with every day, but it has to be done. If I don't, then I'm going to spend the rest of my life regretting that I never went down this road to see where it would lead me.