.About Me.

I don't know what to put here except maybe I made my profile myself. I'm always up for reviewing a story, but a lot of people don't understand that it is much harder to review an incomplete story than it is a complete one. What if I say that I think the main character is unrealistically timid, and it turns out he/she has autism? I don't it when things turn out like that. Make sure you check out my LiveJournal, where I will post entries consisting of writing tips.

.The Reform.

As of 01 July 2010

I've said this before--I'll never put anything on here that I don't think is worthy of publishing. Well, that's kind of different than what I mean because nothing on here is worthy of publishing. Anyway, what I mean is, if I find something not worth writing anymore, I can't help but cease writing on the project. For example, when Boys That Play Hard to Get became incoherent, and Harvey started smiling I stopped writing. I took a step back, and looked over plot problems and things like that, and I realized that it was bullshit. And I'm not like other writers who say they might rewrite, and it never happens. I am currently doing an extensive rewrite of Boys That Play Hard to Get, and if you read it you would hardly recognize it.

The reason I bring it up is because, well, Punch Drunk Love has suffered the same fate. I don't know what it is about the 50,000 word landmark, but that's where my problems always start. Originally, I'd been happy about the mediocrity of my story, and I believed in terms of writing style, Punch Drunk Love was the most poetic. This may still be true, but flourished sentences and repetitious adverbs are not the same as a gripping, interesting story.

So then I decided to hit the books. That was the real reason my updates became spotty--all I did was hole up in my room studying writing styles and different writing tips. And a few people notice the difference--if you've ever asked me to review your story, you notice that I take a ridiculously long amount of time to finish my review. It's all because of the amount of time I took to study the fine aspects of writing, and I apply it to every story I read.

As of now, every story I have on FictionPress is not an accurate representation of my writing. I have pretty much the same style, but all the mechanics are different. So check out for the new improved stories, coming no time soon. But they'll be worth the wait, I promise--my plots are more solid and my character development and diction has improved.

So I'm just warning you--be prepared for The Reform. Better characters. Better stories. Better pizza. S. Eli.

Oh, wait...I'm hungry.

As of 08 January 2010

Having this profile out her somewhere is making me paranoid, therefore I will soon be moving somewhere else. The only story I think I'll put on here after this is the new Boys That Play Hard to Get because, well, it was born here.

.My Stories.

Punch Drunk Love: "Keisha had had a hell of a lot more than three shots. The last shot he remembered her having was her seventh. And if she had seven and he had three, didn't that mean he'd taken advantage of her?"

Boys That Play Hard to Get: "I kind of did go overboard. But he called me a bitch. I wanted to teach him the old lesson, 'sticks and stones can break my bones, but words will make me hurt you.'

Or at least that's my version."

The Texas Gas Pedophile: "I wink at him for good measure, and he looks as if he's about to burst into laughter at any moment. I guess I'm never going to wink again, then--I must look like I have some sort of...aroused twitch."

What I Found in My Locker: "The boy I'd tapped was currently stuffing a science textbook into his schoolbag, but he raised his eyes from the book to look at me. I was surprised he could see me from way up there."

The Break-Ups: "'You must not think I'm serious, but I am! I. Don't. Want. You.' He laughed.

'Yes, you do. ' He just thought he knew so much.

Oh, Brother: "...As he smiled wider, I noticed he had a dimple on his left cheek. Well that's not cute at all, I thought. Now that thought came out of nowhere."