Name: Alexis
Age: Several ages...
Background: I am 1/4 French, 1/4 Irish, and 1/2 German. People say I look Russian. I've no idea where they get that from.
Residency: East Asia.
How my friends describe me: Quote: 'something's wrong with you...' end quote, ice queen, strange but normal, bookworm. Also, I've been called a vampire on three different occasions by three different people. I don't belive it, but, well, it makes for a cool Halloween costume.
Likes: Garth Nix, J.K.Rowling, Christopher Stasheff, J.R.R. Tolkien, Brian Jaques, C.S. Forester, and Marion Zimmer Bradley.
Also Likes: Hayao Miyazaki movies, drawing, writing, reading, my friends, l5r, Doctor Who (fine, shoot me.)
I have finally found out what the universe is trying to tell me; I'm not meant for writing novels. I rarely come up with a plot with the ability to span 30 chapters, let alone the skill to flesh it out that far. Thus, I'm now a writer of short stories and occasionally novellas. Now, a little about my works...
Alder: The last present Cat ever received from her father was a book, titled Alder. Written in a curious style and telling a jarring tale, the tome enthralled her. One evening, she finds blood in the pages and burns on the cover. By then, it's too late; the world of Alder swallows her up to share the fate of its occupants. This may be written in the style of three or so books put together, and they will go as 'Book X, Archive X.' Trust me, you care.
Inner Heart: I wrote this while feeling the slight depression of rejection. I think it's actually kinda cool, so give it a click.
The Maid's Wish: Also written while feeling the slight depression of rejection. It's a little wack, and meant to be bittersweet, but I have edited it a thousand times. Sort of a Cinderella side-story.
Conversation: Alice is a troubled and doomed girl, the most looked down upon of a ostrasized lot. Drew is the one friend she finds.
Aderyn's Shot: The daughter of a Welsh nobleman participates in an archery contest to keep another noble, Ioan, from taking her family's lands. It was a writing assignment I had to write in five minutes with exactly three hundred words. The whole thing was inspired by the first line.
Death Wears Hungarian Knots: Evita, a partisan fighting against Napoleon's troops, miraculously escapes death at the lead of a French cannonball. Well, Death doesn't like to be cheated, so he catches up with her. Evita strikes a deal with him, a young man in a uniform decorated with what else, Hungarian knots. She'll help him in his soul collecting, and he'll let her off the hook. Even Death has enemies and superiors, so Evita has her work cut out helping Death protect their bargain, keeping them both alive, and saving the one soul that will never pass on.
Sacrifice Wields a Fork: Evita, granted her fork of office, finds out that her mother's soul has been taken to Hell by Pestilence, the Keeper of the Nine Copyrooms of Hell. What else is Evita going to do but try to retrieve it? Not so fast, ex-partisan! Wickedness by the name of 'Sensitivity' permeates MOHL, and it seems that it's once again up to Evita and her hapless superior Death to show everyone the light. Sequel to, what else, Death Wears Hungarian Knots.
Let Me Run: Due to the original being saved on a crashed and unsalvageable computer, I re-wrote it in some of it's former glory. (It used to be like, 35 lines long.) There's not much to say about it, aside from the fact that I'm proud of it.
The Dance of Crimson Steel: The Rose School, a government-funded finishing school for nobility's daughters. There's more than arithmatic and dining habits taught here; the prestige of the place comes from the finest art form in Rashiz, the Dance of Crimson Steel. To be 'top of class' means much more here than it does in any other school. To be Fene of the Dance means that you are the only woman equal to men, simply because, in the moment when you perform the sacred dance, you captivate the entire country. From age five, Dazsk Candenca, a student at the school, starts to learn what it is that the school means, what it really represents. She'll eventually find that the truth is very different from what childhood showed it to be. In this complex tale of politics, the high life, challenged tradition, and yes, a little romance, Cadenca can either chose to accept the world, or rebel against it. HIATUS! Once I get Swan Song finished, I'll completely revamp it.
June 10th: Just what the summary says - the last entry of Julianne Kurst, wife, mother, and revolutionary, living in a dark time of suppression and injustice.
Of the Trees I Sought: This is the story of Suileach, a woman living in the tough times of early Roman occupation in Britain as a wanted criminal, simply for her title. Her story is one of hate, and ultimately, learning to leave it behind, for both sides.
Swan Song: A Palmyran girl, daughter of a wealthy trader, is given to the Roman Legate Adrius as his share of the campaign. She is given a position of governess over his three six-year-olds, expecting to have a relatively easy life. What she doesn't know is that a Persian general is out to conquer the land where the Legate's villa is, there is a spy in their midst, and Adrius' oldest son, Marius, wishes to call her maidenhood his. Not only that, but trouble is eating at the city of Rome under the haphazard reign of Emperor Domitian in the form of disgruntled senators. Kabira soon learns that she'd have been better off dead like her family, friends, and fiancee. (It hurts - it really does - but I think I have to put this on hold. I have to do some growing up first.)
Tumbleweeds Always Roll Home: A very fictional story about the American west, Touchstone Theresa in particular, as told by her pupil/side-kick/foster son/subject of great amusement, The Cross Kid. The tale grows hilarious when they are joined by foxy evening lady Annabell Chathm, a girl after Kid's own heart...if nothing else. Lead flies from the revolvers of the two vigilantes as outlaw rings and the secret behind Kid's orphaned status are revealed.
To the Boy who Wore a Wifebeater: The first poem I wrote where I really tried to use poetic devices and other such literary things. Put up literally the day I wrote it and inspired by a friend of mine who wore a wifebeater.
Coming Soon...?
Vüren: "Vüren: n. an exile of the wyvvish race, both looked down upon for associating with lesser species, and revered for producing strong offspring from this association, enabling the race to live on." Asha'noka, daughter of one of the two families of wyvern capable of wielding magic, was exiled for a terrible crime, and given the title Vüren. It is now her duty to go out into the world and find a man worthy to give child to her humanoid form, then bring her offspring to be reared in the Lypiviik mountains by her kin. What she ends up with is an arrogant man, an exile from South Meikshoreai. When Asha falls in love with him, and the Nok'gol tribe suddenly want her back, she doesn't know whose side to take. Takes place in the world of Alder.
An Ex-Partisan in Uncle Sam's Court: The third installment in the Hungarian Knots saga. Evita and Death get transferred to the United States division, present day. 'Nuff said.
Best Served With a Cutlass: Melatha, recently thrown off her uncle's ship, quickly finds a new position on the Menaeol, a vessel advertised as a 'merchant' ship. She soon finds this is not the case, but is far from dissuaded. With the help of her dearest shipmate, the dull-witted and honest Daven, she'll discover a deadly plot against her homeland, hoist her own colors, and earn the respect she hungers for from her peers across the sea. Takes place in the world of Alder.
Like Champagne in a Frypan: He's immortal. She's been sleeping on benches for three years. A match made in Heaven? Jack doesn't think so. Sure, he's always heard of these wonderful soul mates you're supposed to find at some point, but this scrawny, homeless, not to mention insane woman was not what he had in mind. When two mafia hitmen break into his apartment to kill her, though, he starts to think there's a little more to Ysetti than meets the rather displeased eye.
I Dream of Candy: The story should never have been...not if Clara was the villain and the damsel. Wait, she's what? The story of the Nutcracker, as told by Narr a'Toor, Ice Fairy Extraordinare and Sometimes Spy. (title may change)
The Games: A satirical journey into the world of the Games, a week long series of tournaments designed to pick out the strongest man in Mithannus. Enter Lady Dalis Amon, her two brothers, a Gernum friend, a meek swindler - rather, merchant, and Oanas, the stranger from across the seas that would take them all by surprise. Nobles will be overturned, peasants will be nobles, and women will take up arms? Is the world coming to an end!? Takes place in the world of Alder.
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