Okay then. This is a very long time coming and and I really never expected to do this.

So, first of all, let's address the big matter here; my idea for the Contest Of The Capes fell through pretty badly, and it's all on my own shoulders for it. I shall give a summation on what happened.

I started a story contest to try and get more people writing stories in a kink/genre I enjoyed. To that end I recruited two writers I greatly enjoyed the works and opinions of, Draconicon and Danath, Danath in particular helping me actually create the dang thing. People submitted stories once the contest was released, prizes were ready and paid for, and after the deadline had come to, been extended and come to again, the judges gave their opinions. Then things went quiet and nothing came of the contest. What happened?

Quite simply, I became a procrastinating wimp. I hate telling people criticism because it may hurt them, and I hate the idea of hurting someone after having unintentionally done so. I hit a brick wall in how to voice my critiques of the stories, and those of the other judges too, without potentially offending anyone. As such, what was supposed to be a quick reveal turned into a drawn out never, to which I am very sorry to everyone who wrote for the contest, and to Draconicon and Danath for having nothing come of their involvement.

I have attempted to write and submit this journal several times over and yet not posted it simply because...well, the same reason as above. I am a procrastinator, and will avoid unpleasant things if I can. Admitting this made me feel uncomfortable and I ended up not doing it. Naturally, this didn't solve anything. The people involved in the contest shall be given their dues, and I will make it happen. I doubt I'll be hosting another contest in the near future, but if I find myself growing and actually being a better person...well, we'll see.

Thanks for reading this; I hope to be submitting the stories and art I have gotten while quiet, as well as get back to writing myself.