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Hey guys! I decided that I need to revise my profile as some of my policies have changed.

Age: 20

Race: Human of the cream-colored variety

Gender: Female

Height: 5'6

Weight: Curvalicious. Don't tell me that's not a 'weight' or I'll slap you.

About me: I'm not just a writer-- I'm a total addict. Writing has become my whole life and is basically the only thing I do at home, at school, and even in the car (I think that's called hypergraphia... did I mention that I'm a black belt in Google-Fu?). I live for the written word and my biggest dream is to be published. In my spare time I'm also crazily devoted to my family.

I don't like:

Mean people.

Elitists (although I will admit to being one some of the time).

Anyone who thinks that they are somehow better than anyone else (we all have moments of greatness, but not lifetimes).

People who are jerks online to make up for the fact that they're sexually frustrated fourteen-year-olds with back acne and no friends (yeah, I'm looking at you flamers).

Historical stories with factual errors. ("Like, oh my God, guys. This corset is totally-- hangs self")

Men who think they are God's gift to women.

Women who think they're God's gift to men (I'm an equal opportunity hater).

People who stare

Fake modesty.

Arrogance.

People who won't let themselves be themselves.

I like:

God (He rules. Literally).

My family.

Writing (sometimes more than my family).

Baseball.

MY REVIEWERS! (Everyone who has favorited or author alerted me or my stories, I love you ALL you have no idea what it means to hear from you.)

Reading.

Music.

Classic literature.

Smart people.

Craig Ferguson (of the Late Late Show). (There's something REALLY hot about a Scottish accent.)

My Stories:

All right, basically everything I don't list here is either discontinued, on the backburner, abandoned-- any way you want to word it, it's not going to get updated any time soon. They've only remained here because some of you still seem to enjoy them and I fantasize that there are a great many of you who go back to read them daily, pining for an update. Anyways...

Willa:

I got inspired to write this after a week long binge on everything Jane Austen. I just love that period of time. Sir Charles Vincent, an old friend of William Ward, agrees to take in his youngest daughter, Willa when she is quite young. She grows up into a lady way ahead of her time, being bright, headstrong, and rather bookish. To shake the household from its sleepy routine, Errol, the Vincents' oldest son, returns from Paris and he and Willa form a quick friendship. To complicate matters are the handsome and charming (aren't they all?) Johnathan Lori, the severe Geoffrey Asher, his little sister, and Catherine Whitmore, a woman who is mysteriously connected to both Sir Charles and Willa's father. Scandal, intrigue, fluff.

Warnings: It's a Regency fic! So far the most scandalous thing about it is I think I might have sworn. Twice. Maybe. This is subject to change.

(Other stories have been placed on the back burner.)

Please be courteous and constructive. I don't care if you don't like my writing, but tell me why and don't just be a jealous bastard about it (I WILL read any story you snottily tell me to look at for 'pointers', so be damned prepared for the storm). (Oh and the rest of you who just kindly offer me books to read based on the genre I write, I thank you very much. I'll get to them in time too.)

For those of you who don't like swearing, I deeply apologize.

Annnnd I believe that's it.

Happy reading (and reviewing).

Kisses!

Updates!

November 21, 2009:

zOMG Whiskey Tango Foxtrot, what happened to the gallery?!

Yes, I went through and cleaned my page up. Every story that I haven't updated in decades has been erased except for a few, because I might maybe go back to them. Everything else was just taking up space. Oh and you may notice that I took down my second Regency story. This is because I've revamped it and if I ever do post it on here, it's going to be an entirely different beast than what the first chapter eluded to. Willa will be updated... well, eventually. It's getting to be "that time of year for me" where my moods become far more unpredictable (I have anxiety and emotional disorders that get worse in the winter). Also, I have several writing contests coming up that I like to enter (I've placed nationally in at least one, so fingers crossed for success again this year!).