Yes, it's that guy from fanfiction. Please stop laughing. I had a temporary imagination deficit disorder. But its fine now.

The fantasy worlds will never be the same again...

Name: A secret

Age: Doing A Levels. Making Ready for English in January.

Occupation: Revising for those aforementioned exams.

Current teenaged pretension: Gentleman, out of touch, un fit but a half decent actor and writer. The latter has marks to prove it.

Favourite music: Frank Sinatra, mostly (My Way, That's Life especially), as well as some classical. Handel's Sarabande, Danse Macabre, 1812 Overture. Nothing past around 1960.

Right. Hopefully, that is enough to stop people from calling me a "soft" writer who just goes here to look at the forums. Let the games begin.

My motto, to quote Will Ferrel from Anchorman, runs thus:

"I write good. I mean real good." (turns and shouts) "Hey everyone! Come here and see how good I write?" It can be seen that, whatever my writing talents, I do certainly study business more than is healthy for anyone.

Specialities: Light, Wodehouseian/Brysonesque comedies. Rakarskia: the Soldier is my flagship work, a second draft of my first attempt at fantasy (give or take the odd fanfiction.) I would reccomend listening to Tchikovsky's 1812 overture (or Requiem for a Tower, but I have discovered the former to be superior) on Youtube whilst reading it. It enhances the effect, somehow.

I would like to just inform everyone that, after a brief and regrettable pause due to exam and Christmas decoration (read: Playing Team Fortress 2 too much) commitments, I have now returned to the writing circle. Thaddeus Cluarch will ride again, as will (hopefully) Pergion, Father Tarquin, Oleg and all the gang. Along with another (!) Rakarskia adventure. Writing progress will be slow due to GCSEs, but keep reading! And good luck with writing!

Now that GCSEs are complete (hooray!) I can write in proper earnest.

Now that I have a 3 week holiday (1st to 20th of August, 2008), I cannot write any more chapters. But fear not, for I will keep going with Rakarskia. Some day, I will finish it, hook or by crook. With luck, and redrafts, it will be published. I have learned a lot since starting here.

Readers: From Novermber 1st to November 30th, there shall be no updates. Whilst this is no great change from normal- I apologise, and partly blame ff.net, and partly the mass of A Level work- it does mean that I will be busy writing. It also means that there will be a shiny new story, hopefully with 50,000+ words in it. Wish me luck!

Arbuthnot Lighter has been put on, read, and removed again. This is because it is closer to finishing than Rakarskia, and I heard a rumour somewhere that you couldn't publish what you put here. (Happily, as Rakarskia: The Soldiers is going to undergo significant changes even after the first draft is put up here and pawed over, such actions as these are not going to be required for it. Some time, I will finish it. Comrades Cluarch, Kazmarov, Mayhew, Ulysses, Stewart and the gang have been rattling around in my head too long for them to wither away.)

Now I have completed my NaNoWriMo (The Memoirs of Arbuthnot Lighter Esq.), I will be returning to business. Hooray!

UPDATE: After ages of inactivity, due to being "written out" and generally having too much to do, I have decided to remove Rakarskia. This is so as I can improve certain parts of it, and keep going in peace (and without fear of publishing laws and suchlike, which I have little knowledge of.) But it will go on, comrades.