The Author of My Misery

Summary

I was an hour deep into a late-night webcomic binge, blush-reading a scene I definitely wouldn't want anyone to see over my shoulder, when I hit the last panel. And instead of "Next Episode," it just said: On indefinite hiatus.

I felt a primal scream build in my chest.

No. No. He couldn't stop there. Not when the male lead was finally about to trick the heroine into confessing!

I was desperate. I scrambled to the author's DMs.

Me: Bawk bawk! Please, author-nim, just a few crumbs? We're starving out here! Just pretend you're feeding the chickens! Bawk bawk!