ABOUT THE PICTURE
From the American Heritage Dictionary
Easter lily
n. Any of various lilies, especially Lilium longiflorum var. eximium, having large, white, trumpet-shaped flowers that bloom in the spring and are displayed during the Easter season. Also called Bermuda lily.
The flower is commonly known in Ireland as a symbol of remembrance for the 1916 Easter Rising that took place in Dublin. As the pub in my story, A Cold Grey Dawn, is named for the flower, I thought it fitting to display a picture. -smiles-
And yes, that was a shameless plug for the story. Read it? Please?
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
So I can't think why you would need to know anything about me to read my stories, but okay...
Here's the basics: I'm nearly eighteen years old, and stand four inches below six feet. I have the maturity level of someone much younger and the vocabulary of someone much older and smarter, and possibly from an entirely different period of history. I live in Ontario, Canada in a divorced household, so it's just a tad confusing. My ancestry is Irish, Scottish, English and French - the Celt from my father's side, the English and French from my mother's. My hair is (dyed) red, originally strawberry-blonde, and if one more person asks me why I would dye such a pretty colour, I will quite possibly shoot them. Or myself. My eyes are blue, but they change colours and occasionally look grey. I haven't a clue why. I have no views on politics, and despite mentioning God or Jesus Christ when I curse, no religious beliefs either. I'm a Protestant by baptism, an atheist by belief.
I started writing a few years ago because I was bored, then continued because it was a handy way to look busy during class when in reality I was doing absolutely nothing, and now continue simply because I just can't seem to stop myself. Ideas ricochet around my head and bounce off my skull with frightening regularity, so if I seem to be in pain, please, ignore it. My muse (who you would think, after three years of living in my head, would at least give me her name), is likely already cursing.
Now, I realize that may have frightened you. So I apologize. My muse, a small, faery-like creature who, as already mentioned, randomly coshes me over the head with ideas at any time of any day, insists I have to mention that no, I'm not insane. I just have many, many characters living in my head, and at times, it's so much easier to be politically incorrect and worry over the consequences later.
So, I hope you enjoy my writing, and please, if you read, review? You have no conception of how frustrating it is to see a huge amount of hits and next to no reviews. It's incredibly irritating to know that people will read your work but can't be bothered to give you their opinion of it, which is supposed to be the entire purpose of this site.
Thanks for reading. Now, please continue.
DISLIKES
Contrary to the next section, these are things I don't like. I'm just going to randomly list them, so keep up if you're able.
Rap, classical and opera music; hypocrisy; closed and/or narrow minds; rumours; being mistaken for something you're not; certain people who are hardly worth mention; bad spelling and/or grammar (it's called spell check, people!). That's it for now, the next section is more amusing...
FAVOURITES
Random things I happen to like. Thought you might like to know, as sometimes they influence my writing. None of them, however, are in any particular order.
Movies - Amazing Grace, Michael Collins, Atonement, Once, Stand By Me, The Horse Whisperer, In Bruges, um... can't remember any others.
Bands - U2, Linkin Park, 30 Seconds to Mars, Muse, Great Big Sea, Capercaillie, Runrig
Songs - (all by U2) Stay (Faraway, So Close!); Walk On; Stuck In A Moment You Can't Get Out Of; Sunday Bloody Sunday; Mysterious Ways; Even Better Than The Real Thing; Bullet The Bluy Sky; Where The Streets Have No Name; I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For; Desire; The Unforgettable Fire; Bad; A Sort of Homecoming; Seconds; New Year's Day; Pride (In The Name Of Love); and God there are so many more.. just all of them, really. Teehee.
Album(s) - (again, all by U2) The Joshua Tree; War; The Unforgettable Fire; All That You Can't Leave Behind; How To Dismantle An Atomic Bomb; Achtung Baby... it goes on.
Books - The Irish Century Series (1916, 1921, 1949, 1972), Twilight, New Moon, Eclipse, The Host, Atonement, The Notebook, Carrie, The Horse Whisperer, The Loop, The Divide.. all I can think of for now.
FP authors - Qzie, smudged lines, WesternPrincess, lovelyhead, the lovin spoonful, there are others, I just can't think of their names at the moment.. feel free to bash me over the head much as my muse is doing.
Real world authors - Morgan Llywelyn, Nicholas Evans, Ian McEwan, Stephenie Meyer, Nora Roberts, etc., etc...
Food - Coquille St. Jacques, poutine. (Yes I know, what a contrast.)
Dessert - CHOCOLATE. Chocolate cake (preferably my mother's, as noone before or since has ever made it better), cookies, ice cream, whatever, if it has chocolate, I will eat it. Thankfully I've no food allergies, or I'd be pushing up daisies by now.
Colours - blue, green, red (preferably BRIGHT), and, yes, grey. Again, I don't know why. It just... is.
Subject to study - History, preferably that of the Irish.
That's it for now in that section. Anything else you'd like to see, mention it. Can't think why you'd do that, though.
FAVOURITE QUOTES
This gets a whole section to itself just because it's awesome. And it's also incredibly long.
Me - Everyone knows where our hometown is. Just mention the Highland Games.
Courtney - My mom wants to get married at the Redneck Games.
Me and Josee - laugh
Courtney - It's not funny, it's sad! The guy who marries them will be wearing a trucker's hat and have a farmer's tan! -adopts a redneck accent, way overdone- I now pronounce yez husband an' wife. Now let's all head on over to the tractor pull, y'all! Yee-haw!
Me - laughing hysterically, rolling around on the ground
Josee - giggling uncontrollably
Courtney tends to be quite funny when she hasn't slept, as you can see.
Me - Where do you come up with this stuff?
Courtney - -shrugs- I dunno. It's like vomit, it just comes out and there's nothing I can do to stop it.
Wondering at the source of Courtney's hysterical insomniac brand of comedy.
Josee - How are you coming up with this?
Courtney - I dunno, it just happens. Like drunken pregnancies! -- -thoughtful- That's how Jonny was born...
Talking about Courtney's hysterical comedy and mocking her almost-brother-in-law at the same time. Wonderful.
Mrs McPherson - All of you deadbeats pair up into groups of two. We're going to do a bonding activity.
Clay - Aw, miss, I didn't know you wanted to bond with us!
Mrs McPherson - -totally deadpan look- I'm not bonding with you monkeys.
Teacher talking about an activity we were doing in class. Lovely, huh? It's a wonder she hasn't been fired.
Shauna - You with the face! Where are yoooooou?
A friend of mine trying to reach me online... when I had CLEARLY INDICATED, Shauna, that I was GONE. Sheesh. Haha.
Donald - You're all Jews. I just thought you should know.
Me - -looking questioningly at Courtney and Josee- And... how, exactly, does he get away with calling us racists?
My friend Donald randomly telling us we practise Judaism. (To understand the slight, and yes, politically incorrect, humour in this joke, I have to indicate that Donald is of African-American descent.)
Donald - You're a Jew and you're going to hell.
Me - -amused- Actually, Donald, I'm an atheist, so wouldn't that brand me as going to hell anyways?
More randomness from the depths of Donald's brain. The shrinks would have a field day with that kid... then again, throw me in too and they could have a bloody convention.
Donald - Be unique, just like everyone else.
Donald's philosophy on life. The only reason why it's his philosophy on life is because it's taken him nearly the first twenty years of his life to come up with the phrase.
Courtney - -standing on a desk in a classroom- -singing- Oh, Canada... -falls off the desk-
Josee - I have that on camera!
An incident during a school function this past year that involved Courtney dancing on a desk, and then falling off said desk. Thanks for reminding me of it, Shauna.
Donald - My mouth hurts. I went to the dentist. And had a root canal. It still hurts.
Me - Aw, that sucks.
Donald - Actually I couldn't feel it at all when I first got home then hours later the numbing meds wear off and pain hits like a woman on her period.
Me - ...That's a really sexist comment... but still funny.
Online conversation with Donald about his dentist appointment.
AUTHOR'S NOTES/NEWS
07/17/2008 - So, a couple of updates up, on Life's Little Chances and Not Quite, and I've also been updating A Cold Grey Dawn (almost obsessively). Not many reviews, though, and it's no fun. In any case, I've revamped my page just a bit. Look around and enjoy.
Also, I'd like to stick in a shameless plug - not for myself, for once, but for a friend. She's mentioned in the quotes section, by name of Shauna. She's recently created herself an account on the site, and though she hasn't posted anything yet, it'd be appreciated (by her) if she could see some reviews from all you awesome people who manage to review my crap. (Kidding, I'm a teenager, shooting my own self-esteem down is what I do.) In any case, here's a link to her.
Shauna
If anyone was wondering, I haven't forgotten about most of the stories that I haven't updated in about half a century, such as The Unforgettable Fire and so on. It's just taking a while is all, but I'm hopeful that I'll finish the next chapter for the aforementioned story soon. Hopeful is the key word there. But yeah... keep your eyes open. -smiles-
Thanks for bouncin' around this page as my muse does in my head... Hope I didn't bore you, and I also hope you'll go read my stuff. (That was a shameless plug for myself. I can't be all good.)
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