eight years - 9/11/01 - we will never forget

NOTE: Ocean of Fire has been nominated for the "Best Written" and "Best Plot" awards for the Supernatural Story Awards! Scorpion and Sandman has been nominated for "Most Memorable Character"! I'm so excited!

SUMMARIES OF MY WORKS BELOW

"I'm a dwarf, do you hear me? An elf, I tell you! Centaurs are known to be creatures of their word and I will not have you slandering my draconion honor!" ~ Z, an eccentric muse, fond of headstands and vanilla yogurt... at the same time.

Hail weary traveler and welcome!!

I was going to put my age and what I like to do and everything else... But then I decided that that was boring, and anyway, being enigmatic is always good, yes?

Random Writer Tip: DO NOT EVER (!) use the mirror character description (the one where the character looks in the mirror and observes their facial features). If there was ever a writing or reading pet peeve of mine, it would be that.

Omigosh, only the best writing group ever!

http://www.youngwriterssociety.com

Feed a hungry person and build up your vocabulary!

http://freerice.com

http://community.livejournal.com/100originalfics/profile

"cough Muses these days... Just handing out inspiration right and left, without moderation or consideration for how they are ruining their author's self-sufficiency. cough erhum cough ahem Back in my day, authors had to work for their inspiration... They had to pound their heads on desks and brick walls and tile floors and wooden beams and blacksmiths' anvils and tree trunks and marble pillars and bookshelves and..." ~ Dr. Krimglog F. Weremonger, traditional muse, fond of cough drops

'Ware the shadows where no man treads...

Summaries:

Blue Eyes, Black Dragon: He didn't know where he was going or how he had gotten there. He didn't remember his family, how he had left them, but he knew that he was looking for something. And there was this voice, this niggling in the back of his mind that he was supposed to do something... Then an old friend appears in the night and all in a moment, it comes back to him...

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Truth: He did not lie. But he did not tell the truth. He was empty, full of shadows and cobwebs, a dry husk of a man.

A quick one-shot I wrote based off of a prompt. Not too long, but I liked it... It was supposed to be longer, but tough stuff, right?

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The Dance: They were in the void of the Dance, without regard for time or space. They floated, they fell, they stood on firm ground. Athena and the Mask. But she is not content with the cover over her partner's face. She must see what lies beneath.

Another quick one-shot I did, this time from my own head. Clever I am, no? NO? What? WHAT DO YOU MEAN "NO"??... :punching noises ensue: ... I didn't think so...

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Crying Over Spilt Milk...: Some haiku I wrote while depressed... I plan to continue this in a series if possible.

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100 Kinds of Mutts: The elite class of soldier has been developed. They are perfect: superior to humans in nearly every way. They jump higher, run faster, live longer, survive more extremes in every shape and form. They are Mutts: called as such because of their mixed genetic engineering. Then one kills a human... and normality goes to hell...

Being written for the 100 fic challenge on LiveJournal, which I found courtesy of the wonderful Dyami Neris right here on Fictionpress.

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Once Upon A Time: Once upon a time, there was a beautiful princess who was in love with a prince that was perfect in every way, except for one... He was dead...

Written long ago and dragged from oblivion for a chance to be laughed at. Hope you like it. It's silly and ridiculous, but I still like it...

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Scorpion and Sandman: She was a noble. He was a fighter. Now she's become a fighter and he must learn to be noble.

My NaNo for 2008! My first ever! I rocked that contest's socks!

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Dirt Queen: They are her minions, her soldiers, her children. She is their general, their mother, their queen.

My 2009 NaNo... Still in progress, so we'll see how it goes.

Enjoy your flight into my fantasy!