tuerzame (too-air-zuh-may) - twist me. distort me. dissuade me. corrupt me.

This is not me. Not really, anway. This is just a weird little part of me that's trying to write stories. If you want to see the real me, or a realer me at least, please direct your attention here.

Future Stories:

Title: Born of Legend
Full Summary: Vittoria never believed in the supernatural. She was an exceedinly ordinary, down-to-earth girl whose only concern was keeping her family alive. But in a tuberculosis-ravaged Tuscany, even she couldn't help but become a product of the times.
Progress: Writing prologue.
Notes: I was ready to give up on this one, but my friend Snow won't stop nagging me to post it. I started writing it a while ago and didn't like where it was going, but hopefully I can salvage it this time around.

Title: Tiananmen Squares
Full Summary: Mr. Bona never meant to cause such an uproar, honest! He was just the new guy, and thought it would be a nice idea to let the students express themselves without fear of punishment. How could he know that his little Tiananmen Square tribute would tear Eastwood High apart?
Progress: Developing plot/characters
Notes: This is heavily influenced by some ocurrances at my school this past year, though of course the events are completely exaggerated and the characters are made up.