To all of my lovely readers,

I apologize for your excitement, your dread, or your mild perturbment upon seeing an update of this story pop up in your email boxes. I always hated authors notes, so I understand. I promised myself that I'd never write one. But here I am. Writing one.

But I think that what I have to say is, while not important, at least a little topical.

And may also bring you all at least an inkling of joy. Or understanding. Or maybe both.

I am rewriting this story.

Yes.

That is what I'm doing.

I am rewriting this story.

Some things to note:

Have I begun work on it already? Yes. It's been sitting in my Google Drive for about a year, begging to be edited.

Will it have the same title? No.

Is it the same plot?

Not.

Even.

Close.

Before you despair, I actually like this new one better. Why? It's funnier. It's wittier. It's got a lot more action and Disney Villains.

And, most importantly, it reflects where I am.

I wrote Somewhere in Between when I was in my final year of middle school. I was young. I was new to writing. I was in love with Disney.

And I was very, very, very much in the closet.

Looking back, it's almost comical how much I didn't realize it. There I was. A young 13 year old, creating a self insert fic to try and personify herself through her own story. To create a character to show who she so desperately wanted to be. A sassy, brave, commited woman who took no shit, stormed through rooms, and got men to fall deeply in love with her.

It's funny how times change.

Bravery is a really difficult thing. To all my younger readers out there: bravery is hard. And as much as I would love for it to look exactly like I imagined at 13 (a sassy woman who sat naked on office chairs and winked at passing men) it actually looks a lot different.

Bravery can be a young woman stumbling through life, but doing it openly. A woman who finally realized who she was enough to open the closet door. A woman who came out to friends and family, and could look back at her old fics and laugh.

My 13 year old self, I think, would be proud.

So yes, I'm rewriting the fic. But I'm doing it the way that I want that reflects where I am now as a person. Someone who is really happy being herself, and doesn't want to self-insert into fics.

(or maybe I do... but only a little)

So. What does that mean?

Well, it means that the plot is going to be more focused on the dychotamy of good vs. evil. The most I can tell you now about the plot itself is this:

When a new princess is born in Disney, they're assigned a villain. That villain kidnaps them, entices a prince, and eventually helps the story reach its natural conclusion. The Prince tries to prevail. The Villain tries to win. The Princess sits there and looks pretty.

Everyone wants the story to go there way.

And when the new princess in Disney is born, it looks like it might go that way again.

Until some misplaced mail, a terrible messanger, and a few misplaced storybook, threw it all off kilter. And for the first time, a princess was accidentally assigned too many villains.

That's all I'll give.

All you need to know is that there's a princess. A whole shit ton of Disney villains. Some very whimpy princes. A King, who just wants the story to go his way.

And some gay stuff.

Because I finally feel freer to express myself. And my writing is allowed to grow with me.

For those who follow along, wonderful. For those who don't, I'm happy that you stayed as long as you did.

You're all wonderful. Feel free to reach out with any questions, though I can't promise answers.

Much love,

-Gal