Um...hi

As you can probably see, there's no real reason for me to update this thingy, since I know no one will ever bother to come across my page unless it was by complete accident. Most of you will already have pushed the back button before you even get into this line, but that's ok, I'm used to the whole invisible thing (hence my pen name).

Some things about me that you might be bored reading (Caution: I already warned you):

I'm incredibly shy and quiet. So much so, that my classmates on the bus didn't even realize that I'd been riding the same vehicle as them to and from school until the end of the year. I would've recommended an eye doctor for all of them, but apparently, they all have 20/20 vision.

I have trouble making new friends. It's really difficult for me to mingle with the group, so I end up sitting out by myself most of the time. Don't get me wrong, I do try to fit in. It's just...every time I give it a shot, I always feel like I've got to smile just because it's something I should do, not something I want to do. I always feel as if my presence messes up the balance somewhere, and being the generous person that I am, I'm usually the one who steps out to restore it. If people were puzzle pieces, I would be the one piece the kid's trying to jam in, when it obviously doesn't go there.

I'm pretty moody most of the time, though if you know me, you'd never see it (I put on a pretty good facade). You know how people always say not to keep everything locked up inside? Well, I do it anyway. I know it's not good for the soul or body, but once you've learned to shut up and stay quiet, it's really hard to get talking again. My parents - I suppose they want to help in the only way they know how, but they really make it worse. I mean, am I really gonna spill my entire heart to an adult when I can't make them understand or see things from my perspective? Of course not. It's a waste of breath. That's probably why I've been feeling this ache in my chest lately. It's probably not a good thing.

And, there's always the fact that I never get enough sleep anymore. I think my average is 5 to 6 hours a night now, 7 if I'm lucky. Most of the time, I wake up early to study (I know, the things nerds will do to preserve that 4.0). Lack of sleep has left me drained and without enough energy to feel moderately happy or content each day. Stupid restlessness.

Well, thanks for 5 minutes of your time. Hopefully, it wasn't a total waste or a poor way to avoid boredom, however temporary.

~Evvy

8-15-09

Hello my fellow friends and reviewers!

I apologize for falling off the face of the Earth for almost the entire summer. Honestly, I don't know what's going on with me right now, but I think my mind is unstable as of late, since every time I plop down in front of the computer with all these crazy new ideas, they're suddenly all gone, and my brain is left drained and exhausted.

But don't think I'm taking it easy. I'm not. I just think the lull of summer has ensnared me, and until I can break free of its grasp, I'm stuck. Oh, and there's always a possibility that it's just my laziness. I mean, I never get to relax this much during the school year. Might as well take advantage of it, right?

Don't worry, though. Evvy will be back on track as soon as she can get her butt off the chair and do something productive. I'll notify you when that is.

Until then, however, I'm going to continue on my extended break and let my brain chill (ah! - brain freeze! hehe - lame joke) for a while before school comes back to kill it. Hope you guys understand.

~Evvy

P.S. My break does not exclude reading, so keep those fingers typing and those ideas coming. I'd really like to see what you guys are all up to. :)

My Stories

Well, I've only a few posted so far, so there isn't much to say. However, I was only given a limited amount of space to write the summary, and frankly, I don't really like it. It doesn't explain the stories all too well unless you've already read them and inferred some things for yourself. So here it goes:

Otherworldly Connections: A particularly bad blizzard one night causes Earth's telephone connections to go haywire. Edith, unaware of this fact and only wanting to get home, dials the operator and gets him. The problem is, he's not exactly from this planet, and what's even creepier is that he and his fellow Alstraynians know a lot more about humans than we know ourselves, and what he has to say contradicts everything ever known to the human race. Edith doesn't believe him, of course, until Aena, the Alstraynians' planet, nears the end of its lifetime, and the Alstraynians need a new home. Guess which planet they picked. You got it: Earth.

Gone: My very first One-Shot. Whoo hoo! I'm not sure if I should extend its summary anymore beyond what it already says. Read it if you really want to see.

WARNING!!

I absolutely DO NOT accept any plagiarism of my work, or anybody else's work. I have been hearing lots of plagiarism reports from some of my favorite authors lately, and in order to protect their work, they are forced to remove all or most of their stories from the site. What does that mean? Well, for one thing, it means you won't be reading any of those stories soon.

And what's worse? This plagiarism makes it impossible to really determine who's the real author and who's the copycat, and as the result of the entire mess, these stories lose their chances to get published. Imagine that - you work so long and so hard to put your own writing out into the world for the critics to gobble up, only to find that it will never be published, because someone else was too lazy to come up with their own original story. Because they thought they could get away with stealing your work as their own.

As for the people who are actually doing this - you think this is funny? Don't you realize that you might have just COMPLETELY ruined someone else's hopes and dreams by doing something as simple as copying and pasting? Use the organ inside your skull called a brain and come up with your own novel, book, story, or whatever, but don't ever think that it is acceptable to replicate someone else's work and call it yours, especially if you never even contributed an ounce of thinking into its production.

To those of you who thought my warning was a bit rash - you're right. I wrote it in high emotions, so it sounds more like a rant. But I don't take any of it back. Any who decide to challenge me can face me in court if they like.

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.