Hi
Age: Fourteen
Likes: writing,reading(fantasy mainly but put it in my hands and i'll give it a spin.),softball,anything and everthing that is in any way magic/mystic,poetry,singing,acting,fencing and archery
Dislikes:people you can't trust,people who put down other people for the fun of it,math class,people telling me what to do(gentle sugestions are far more efective), The concept of reality (it's always holding me back), and did i foret math class?
I'm not sure exactly how you came to find my little corner of this writers paradise. But just read a poem or story and drop a review not only will you make my day but i make a habit of returning the favor.
any way i'm a teenager whos been writing stories down since i was ten and has been makeing them up since spirits only know when.
by the way thats the one negitive effect i've found of liveing in fantesy books you start saying things like Spirirts only knows or the like.
anyway i was going to say something but i got sitracted. oh well verbalisha strikes again.
Verbalisha is a word me and my friends made up it means you forget what your going to say when you go to say it.
my friends are like that at least most of them. most consider me one of the few sane ones a fact that scares most people who know me but not them. okay did anyone understand that cause i didn't and i know what i was trying to say. confusled (self confused) again. anyway We make up words can have entire hour conversations without saying two sentenses that realy make sence and we all live to be dificult and our brains have been corupted so everything sounds eveil. yheah thats us.
We also all write so I'm proably going to die when they see this. oh well.
Now i remember what I was saying anyway I've been writing for way too long and discovered this sight april 04 but couldn't get an acount till june so basically i have eight half finished/barely started stories all ready to be posted feel free to tell me which ones you think i should drop/leave alone for a bit cause my life like most is one of those balencing acts and i know I realy don't need more stuff to balence.

Yours Randomly
Nair et Tair

updated 9/9/04
hi again I started my acount here for stotories but now really all i post is my poetry. I felt like adding something i've noticed in this site that really bugs me.
I've noticed alot of people have been writeing poetry where there 'pretending' to be depressed.(yheah i've got news for you i can tell) Okay i know i have really no right to tell people what they can and cannot write about so go ahead if you really feel that way but i think if your writeing poems about scuicided and depression because you think it makes you 'cool' your either a little messed up pathetic or a little of both. I write only from personal experience or when somethings happened to my friends so im emotinally involed enough to relly understand it. it's really anoying to read something about something meaningful and come out only with thoughts of how much the writer needs to get a life
Sorry had to have my little rant I just read like eight poems about hideing behind masks and layers. Only two of them were really any good
yours
nair et tair

9/14/04
I've noticed something despite my rant up there i've noticed here pretty much everyones been through or going through something though and poetries really how we let it out. It's like our ecscape the window into the soul of sorts. And here it's strange. Were willing to share our poems here and let everyone in because more often than not insted of saying go see a siciatrist they say they can relate and i think it's nice knowng your not alone in your misary.

10/20/04
This thing keeps growing and growning and growing i wonder if it related to the energiser bunny or something.
Okay bad joke anyway i've found something alot of my reviewers are telling me. That if my poetry didn't ryhm it would make more scence. For other people that might be true but it would proably make even less scence for me. Thats how i write poems i have a message i want i write the first to lines and almost autimatically i know what the last two have to be cause they have to rhmy while still makeing scence. Just thought i'd clear that up
Big Btw though Thanks everybody whos reviewed. I can't say how good it makes me feel to know that *somebody* actually apretiates my work. (most either don't understand or i never share it with for fear of winding myself up with a tharipist) Thanks, you guys rock.

December 19th
Hi I'm back it's been lets see almost two months since i was last here i sort of hit a writers block for poetry anyway i'll be hanging around more often now.

March 8th

My latest two poems i posted as some of my regular readers (do i even have those?) might have noticed weren't exactly as polished and original as normally my poems are. I kind of ran into a stand off with these poems and ment to put them on the back burner of my brain to cook for awhile when a friend sugjested i post them here to get some advise. Thanks everyone who reviewed them next time i have time I plan to rewrite them hopefully a little better.

January 2006

Hi i'm back i changed my pen name and am proably gonna be posting a bit more often that i have but nothing really more to say.

Yours truly

Little Rebel Angle

Random sayings written by me or one of my slightly insane friends

Toul Baona pri te-alin offanna Dreta (more in our language it sounds really cool if you say it right and it scares people eisily.) *grins evily*

Those who look back on the road of life often run into lamp post and trees.

It's hard to fly indoors

Life is like a pineapple

good things come to those who wait...sometimes

I am one but i only am one i can not do everything but it won't be because i didn't try

I wondered why the frisbe kept getting bigger then it hit me

The eneamy of my enemy is my friend or at least my allie.

Neat people are only to lazy to look for things

When life gives you lemons make lemonaid sell it and get a giant cookie

(during a random moment in a conversation) Thats it i've had it with you PEOPLE i'm going back to my world at least they know me there.

(When someone has asked if your crazy often after the line up there. In a really freacky voice) I'm not crazy your just jelous cause the voices talk to me.