NOTE: my computer got sick (many, many viruses) and I had to restore it to day one (sob) so now I have to rebuild it (re-add all the programs) and since I lost the chapter(s) I was working on I have to try and remember what was in them, so the next update won't be out for a while, sorry guys btu hey, at least school is over for a while right? (well...it is if you're in university or college, but if you're still in highschool, etc. then you might have to wait a few more days for your freedom).
Merry Christmas (and if you don't celebrate Christmas then have a good break anyway!)
About little.red
Little.red has been writing for years now (less than ten but more than five) and is (and always will be) suffering from the rare illness that writing causes (symptoms include insomnia, irritability, becoming a hermit, having anxiety attacks when not within 10 feet of the computer, only comfortable when in a computer chair, hopping from one plot line to another, listening to music that aids in writing even if it's not liked, strange fascinations with other people's conversations and mannerisms, a hatred for the dictionary simply because it doesn't include made-up words, and rarely venturing into the world of reality).
She is also in university and while she is taking several creative writing courses the only real thing that they've taught her is that nobody will ever be happy with your work and peple's thoughts on your work will always conflict with yours. Little.red lives in a dorm (where, she is sad to say, the main comment recieved from her fellow in-mates is "haven't seen you in a while") but goes home every weekend to see her cat (who finds her a very comfy spot to sit and also enjoys walking across the keyboard or using her body to obstruct teh view of the screen).
Little.red enjoys talking about nothing and can do so for long periods of time, she also has a habbit of talking to herself and most people who meet her assume she's either insane or a figment of their imaginations. When not writing she finds herself either reading, drawing (something she should stop for the good of the world), sleeping, and looking at shiny things.
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