W h o I a m : A girl in high school, and that’s as specific as it gets.

W h a t I w r i t e : Mainly, I stick to the science fiction genre. This is because it’s become my comfort zone over the last few years. I used to write half-witted stories that had obvious connections to my semi-boring life, but now I try to go for obscure. Often it ends up clichéd, unfortunately. Sometimes people say I write like James Patterson, just because I have a slightly disturbing tendency to weave human experimentation into my writing. “Define Human,” yes, was pretty obvious. But other than that, I don’t think I’ve written anything that can be easily related to anything currently published. I grew up on sci-fi, though I didn’t really like it until around seventh grade, and this is all my dad’s doing. You can thank him for basically everything you see up here. I write more of the alternate worlds and dystopian type stories, never the aliens-n-spaceships stuff.

W h y I w r i t e : Instinct. I’ve been writing since I could grasp the concept of the word narrative, which was about four or five years old. I’d tell my parents stories and make them write them down for me. I also just want to share my voice with the rest of the world, even if I’m super shy and self-conscious about it.

O t h e r t h i n g s : I love photography, especially film photography. There are fewer things more rewarding than coming back to your friendly neighborhood photo store (don’t go to Walgreens or CVS, people) to pick up your photographs. Or, even better, stepping out of the darkroom with your print in its tray, still wet out of the holding tank. I use my dad’s old Olympus M1 camera that he got in college, and it’s vintage and metal and it actually has weight and structure to it, unlike those dinky little plastic point-and-shoots I see all the time. Megapixels, pfft. I have a point-and-shoot too, and I still love it. I just love my Olympus camera (Robin... I named it) more.

I also draw, though not much anymore. Too time-consuming and more restricting than writing. The pictures in my head are beautiful masterpieces, but when I try to replicate them on paper I usually end up unsatisfied.

M y w or k :

Define Human is my oldest piece of "literature" (sarcastic quotation marks) on this site. It's the result of my genetic-engineering obsession in its full fledged state. So far, not so much action has happened in it, but if you enjoy references to food, pale freaks with purple eyes, or... um... DNA... then read it. Or just read the summary and see if you wanna waste your time or not.

Define Human II is my second attempt at writing about Summer and Autumn and Xeno (names subject to change) and all them people. So, this time I'm actually outlining the plot. Holy crap, shocker, huh? I just don't want to write myself into another corner and have another failed attempt at the same story because frankly, that would be embarrassing.

Parallel... I like the concept, I really do, but I think it's really hard to write. Maybe I'm a wimp, I don't know, but I find myself stuck. Again. I want to continue the story, but I don't know when that's gonna happen.

Crash Course on Existence is my NaNoWriMo novel, for those who skipped the info about moi. Involves a man-made virus, a rejected experiment, and choking people with medical equipment. Haha... Of course, none of this stuff is actually in the pathetic prologue I have up here... tough luck.

Perfect Failure is the fable of Adam and Eve, bashed with a hammer, its mangled remains bent into something of my own creation... It's really weird, a long stretch from my normal style, and yet somehow I kind of like it. That opinion will probably change as time goes on. Warning: I am making this up as I go along. And uh... yeah, there will be connections to the Bible story... as soon as someone lends me a Bible. Seriously. I'm basing it off of a Wikipedia entry.

L i n k s :

NaNoWriMo, the month of insane writing.