Well, I don't know if anyone actually reads these things, but I thought I'd make an effort -grin-
Name: You can call me whatever you please; anything from my pen name (ErrorAuthor) to my real name (Kayla or Kay).
Gender: Female
Age: I'm 19. The ripe old age of 19.
Location: Southwestern Manitoba. Hah, armpit of the world. At least it makes for good writing productivity. Anyone else out there Manitoban? Cue the crickets...
Hobbies:ABJD's (Have two with another on the way), horses (er, four lol to be fair, my dad is the cowboy of the family), Writing (... Yeah, that's something in common with a lot of people here on FP hey?), drinking eight cups of caffeine a day, lighting too much incense in my room and getting ill, leaning over candles and accidentally setting the tips of my hair on fire, slipping into multipersonalities, suffering from frequent retarded anxiety over stupid things, and many more.
I appreciate any criticism and will do my best to fix anything suggested. Add me on msn if you want, I'm friendly, if a little insane, heh. ( error_author@hotmail.com )
I do not respond well to flamers. I think flaming is a utterly childish act. I will not try to justify myself nor will I get angry and flame you back. You will recieve no reply and will be blocked and reported. Please, let's be mature adults, here.
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September 23, 2008- A Note Explaining EA's Mysterious Vanishing Act From The FictionPress World
Life is insane these days. For anyone reading, thank you from the depths of my little heart, and I think I owe you all an explantion of why my writing is coming along so slowly.
One, for those of you who stuck by me and sent all those amazing notes of sympathy when I said my grandma was sick in the hospital, I thank you forever. My grandma passed away peacefully on Monday, September 15th at 8:45 am. It's been very hard on my whole family as we're all very close knit. We're happy she's free of pain and confident she's passed on to a better place. Thank you again to everyone who sent in that vote of confidence- as small as a note over fictionpress sounds, it meant the world to me.
My first year of University is in full swing with my first midterm already in the beginning of October (jesus. I can't even comprehend that yet.). I knew the work load would be heavy (I'm taking a full load in credits as well as a lab on top of it all), so I find very little time to write these days. Hopefully, once the routine becomes a little easier, I'll find pockets of time here and there.
My mom took the grief of losing her mom (my grandma) very hard and I've had to be there for her too. Plus, looking to occupy herself, my mom dragged me out to go look at some puppies that were in the paper. Predictably, we now have a puppy to look after. I love her to tears, but she's a lot of work. She's a Bernese Mountain Dog mix We named her Mia.
Aside from everything, I still have to put in time at my job so I can pay the gas money it takes everyday to commute the hour to school and back again. And, on a much more delightful note, I have my relationship that I set aside time for as well. All in all, you can see there isn't much time left just for me to relax and try to write.
I'm not looking for sympathy or trying to be a pity hound here, just listing some reasons why I can't get my writing done these days. Thanks again to everyone
-ErrorAuthor
p.s. I got stung by a friggen hornet in my sociology class!! -grump-grump-grump- On the wrist! It was out to kill me :( I was minding my own business and the bug of satan swooped down on me so, me being me, flailed and tried to shoo it. It stung me on the WRIST in MID-AIR and flew away to leave me to die in my grief-stricken agony... I'd never been stung before. It sucked. I thought I was going to die. -End my handicapped story of the day-
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