Marcus woke to find Elena sitting in his desk chair, watching him with the kind of exhausted vigilance usually reserved for hospital vigils. Weak November sunlight filtered through his curtains, suggesting early morning, though his internal clock had become so unreliable he couldn't be certain. Empty canvases surrounded his bed like a fortress wall, and he had a vague memory of arranging them that way sometime during the night, creating a barrier between himself and the door.
"How did you get in?" His voice came out rough, unused.
My goal behind receiving fan support is not just financial — though of course that helps me continue writing without as much worry about practical limitations — but also emotional and creative. Writing can sometimes feel like a lonely pursuit, and fan support, whether it comes in the form of kind words, sharing my work, or even monetary contributions, tells me that what I create resonates with people. That support allows me to grow, to take risks in my writing, and to give more back to the community that believes in me. In simple terms: fan support keeps the cycle alive. I give my stories and my heart through words, and the encouragement I receive in return becomes the fuel that helps me keep going. Ultimately, my goal is not just to ‘receive,’ but to build a relationship. I want readers to feel that they are part of the journey — that when they support me, they aren’t just helping me write another chapter, they’re shaping the existence of the story itself.
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