Well... sigh I think I'm going to stop AEOD for now. I'll leave it up and if it starts getting more popular, I may continue, but I'm in the mood for my new story...

Blind Don't Judge! The name is temporary, because my creativity on naming things is on a low level right now. It's set in times that I love learning about, the Victorian era, the era of posture, corsets, and in the US: slavery. Which is the base of the story. No full description yet, sorry, but thanks to all of my readers out there! You guys are BEAST! :)

About me:

My name: Now it wouldn't be author-like, would it?

Lives in: South Carolina. THE best state in the world.

One word that describes me: Weird.

What I'm doing right now: Listening to "We Are the World 25" on iTunes, going back and forth between here and Howrse.com (where I am known as tinyiceburg001 ), and working on my Algebra. XP

What I like to do: fish, horseback ride and train, dog training, dirtbike riding, piano, guitar, drums, collecting bugs, taking in strays, canoeing, camping, computer, and now, writing.

Why am I writing? Let me put it this way. I get inspirations, and I don't consider myself much of a writer. But... AEOD is going well and I have gotten GREAT comments, and I now LOVE writing!

If you were wondering about my pen name: Marie Regan is my pen name (last name is pronounced Reeghan ) because my great grandma always called me Marie. I really don't know why, but obviously she liked it, so it's become my name with only a few really close friends. Regan: I just like it.

Am I going to do any other stories than AEOD (my handy abbreviation for An Essence of Death)? Yes. I am working on one right now in free time between my fast updating of AEOD called 'Fun in a Cubicle' that I plan to finish before I put it up of Fictionpress. I need some comedy here and I think it is pretty good. :) And I just wrote a poem about my horse in about to seconds that is quite suckish, but it's on here. :P

Full AEOD Summary:

Essence is a normal girl, living a normal life until she brushes with death a little more than she'd like to. She is given somewhat of a prophecy telling her the days she has to live before she must make the biggest decision of her life - the one that decides it.
Everyone is in disbelief and even her best friend has turned her back on her. Death keeps haunting her, and no one can help. No one believes her.
It had to be a dream. A terrible, terrible, painful dream. But it wasn't.