She dreams of magnificent, fairytale places
She paints her heart's visions on canvas
She pours out her mind into words on a page
She mimics her soul's song on monochrome keys
She revels in music of dark tones and grandeur
She sings to a beat of her own
She loves all that's beautiful, morbid, enchanting
She lives in a world of her mind's creation
Important things first: none of the stories and poetry would be here if God had not made me and given me the gift of writing. Jesus Christ is my Savior, and I give all the credit for anything you think is good to God. He is the source of my life and the giver of my creativity.
But don't let that throw you from reading my works, because I rarely write something... "religeous", for lack of a better word. With the above paragraph in mind, it might surprise you to see that I write a lot of horror. I love to write horror.
I will return review, excepting if you have sex scenes, same sex romance, and/or excessive swearing in your stories. It's not a judgement on you, I simply do not enjoy reading things of that nature.
A little about me:
Age: 20
Gender: Female.
Favorite food: Fruit.
Favorite Animals: Peacocks and cats. Any kind... of both...
Biggest Pet Peeve: Incorrect spelling, grammar, and punctuation. Especially if the author in question has major talent. Please, if you have a pellchecker, use it.
Random facts about me: I adore Tim Burton's movies. I love the eighties. Music, shows, although the fashion... not so much. Interesting hair. I like the smell of cologne... that's the only reason I wish I were a boy. So I could wear boy perfume. But I like being a girl. I ramble a lot. I love roses. Especially red ones. And the smell of books, old or new. The smell of ink. The smell of oil paint. And painting with oils. Red. I love to draw, and really want a bigger sketchbook. The piano and I have a longstanding relationship. I love it, it usually plays nice for me. I have more ideas for stories than I do time and patience to finish them. And I'm done talking about me.
Favorite Quotes:
"The perfect recipe for an omelet: no eggs. Just milk." -Lt. Columbo, Columbo
"... but today, I am an ordinary... sea monster." -Dexter, Dexter
"Tag Dexter, you're it." - Dexter, Dexter
“But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet. Tread softly, because you tread on my dreams.” -- William Butler Yeats
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