Hi people, I am the one known as Opal Rose. Or just Opal. But never just Rose.
I write for myself. I do it because I love it and it is my life. I know that sounds weird, but its just who I am.
About me:
I'm old enough to know better and hardly young enough to care. I live, most likely, on the same planet as you. Or at least in the same galaxy. (I hope. If not, greetings!!) I'm a girl. I'm also gay. (And if you have a problem with that, I really don't care.) I love reading, and I'm border-line obsessed with the books Twilight, New Moon, Eclipse and Breaking Dawn by Stephenie Meyer. Writing is my life, and I don't know what I would do without it. I have a great family, even though I don't always like them. My favorite color is silver. I love country music the most, though I'll listen to almost anything but rap. Rap should die. Painfully. I can't stand ignorant stupid people that like to insult others just to make themselves feel better. They too should die. Even more painfully. I've been hurt many times by several people, and though I think I hide it well, I'm sure people notice. My favorite quote is "I can sum up in three words what I've learned about life: It goes on." Said by Robert Frost.
I change who I am for no one. If someone doesn't like the way I act, talk, think, write, or just doesn't like me, that's their problem. Not mine.
Stone Haven is a name of a street I saw when I was much younger, and, since I love the name, it has a place in almost all my stories. Just so you know.
A lot of the writings that I have on here, poems especially, they... are from a time when I was younger and sad and... different. I'd fallen in love with a girl named Sarah Kercher, and, well, ended up with a broken heart and a horrible sadness that lasted way too long--almost two years. It did, of course, make a difference in my writing. I do like to think my stuff is better now, a little less sad and, hopefully, better written. I can only hope that my writing from then shows how I felt and is written so that people can relate to it, be it my poems or characters or plot or whatever.
Everything in life changes, and things in my life are changing again and are about to get harder than I've ever had them. I've been too stressed out to write anything worth posting here, but I'm trying to find a way to write through the stress, which would be great 'cause writing helps with my stress levels. But, because I am, reluctantly, human, I don't know what will happen to my writing or my ideas or my stories or my life. But it's my life and we make our own luck, so I'll get through. Hopefully not at the same cost as last time, though.
Enjoy my writing and stay tuned for new stuff, 'cause it'll be coming.
Stories in progress/completed short stories
Let the World Stop Turning: Alyssa Love grew up seeing people around her. To her, they were her guardian angels. They took care of her, and protected her. On her 16th birthday, everything changes. Her angels are really people from another world...magically powerful people that Aly thought only existed in Legends. They're called the Immortal Dragons, and Aly in one of them. Leaving her family and the only home she's ever known start the wild journey she must go on. When she unleashes an evil that has been kept away for years, she finds this might be even harder than she thought...
I know, I haven't updated that one in forever. Sorry. But I've decided to stop posting it on here, after seeing how some authors on here worry about getting stuff the post published. Eventually, I want to see this in print, in a store. But if you send me a message with your email, I'll probably send you chapters as I come up with them.
Heaven's Tears: Tara is moving away from her girlfriend of two years, Arwyn. The two girls don't know how they're going to deal with a long-distance relationship, but still they know that they will. They're both completely in love, but even that cannot save them from the problems they will encounter. And when Tara is involved in a terrible car accident, forcing Arwyn to move out to Washington state, will they find their love is as strong as they think? is complete-- Needs to be edited and fixed, I know and, right now, can't get to that
Tara's ring: http://zales.imageg.net/graphics/product_images/pZALE1-2222467t400.jpg
Teardrops on my Guitar: I don't own the name of this story, nor do I own any of the songs in the stories.Got it? Good. Anyway, this is just a collection of short stories I've written, around songs. Or inspired by the song. And like I said before, I do not own the songs I use. To find out more about the stories, read them. Or at leastthe author's note that is the first chapter thing.
Letters:Allyson is writing letters to all the people that matter in her life, leaving little clues of what she believes will happen to her. She's gotten in way over her head, and it may very well cost her just that. It all started out as a prank. She never meant to find out all that she uncovered. She's scared of what will happen to her. Will she be killed? Kidnapped? Or something so much worse? Telling part of the story in each of her letters, she hopes they will be placed in the right hands, and that someone will be able to piece together her story... Hopefully will be finished soon. Stupid last letter won't cooperate...
Silver Promises: Meet Jade, Simon, and Eric. Jade and Eric have a complicated past where they used to be friends, and Simon just has a complicated past. The three find they are roommates at school, and quickly bond with each other, and, just as quickly, fall in love. Thanks to a strange and insane 'magician,' a crazy best friend, and a school full of some really weird people, what'll happen? In a world where magic simply is, is anything impossible?
Aw, man. I wrote 50,000 words of this, and I can't get through editing it. Or anything. Maybe I'll send it to someone to fix the little mistakes and post it for me... Either way, hopefully more stuff will be posted soon. Forgive me, pretty please.
No updates in forever, I know. Probably won't be for a long time. Too much going on. So, apologies.
~xXx~
So, I was at a Martina McBride concert a few days ago, and one of the songs that she almost always does in 'Concrete Angel." They were showing parts of the video behind her as she sang, and it made me remember I had a couple things on here that include abuse. Which then reminded me to request that if anyone reading this suspects child abuse, please take some action and call the police, child services or some number like 1-800-4-A-Child. You might just end up being someone's hero. ;)
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