Author has written 23 stories for General, Young Adult, General, Horror, Action, Fantasy, Supernatural, Life, Sci-Fi, and Fantasy.
About me, there's not much to tell. I am your average student (recently graduated, hazaa!), interested in a million things and comically indecisive. Honestly, I'm probably most recognizable as the girl you see sitting in a corner of your library with a pile of books compiled confusingly of manga, teen fantasy and Hemmingway or Dickens; the random kid that walks down the street with headphones in her ears and emptiness in her head; the person at the back of the bus with her hair in her face and her limbs melting into the seats. In short: I am utterly forgettable, always covered in cat hair...and always late.
On to things far more interesting: I have written a handful of "good" stories and poems. You will find them interspersed with my more than a handful of bad stories and poems. I apologize in advance for those of you who stumble upon my bad pieces. Please believe that some are decent. As to the ones that are palatable, they will contain pretty much as many genres as I can get my mind to function around, including (but not limited to) fantasy, sci-fi, romance, horror, tragedy (though that's more like melancholy for me...not to much really tragic). The only thing is that I tend to stay away from real-life stuff. Mostly because my life simply isn't that interesting. I did write one piece--Durango--that is semi-self-oriented, but that's it.
One last warning: I have two main problems in terms of my writing, both of which I am struggling to correct. The first: I can be very long-winded. As you're probably already noticing in this profile, I have a tendency to use larger words than necessary, and to go off on tangents. I do that when I'm speaking, too. You will definitely find things like that in my stories. When that happens, a quick review about the offending section will help me to fix it. Secondly, I am terrible with "finishings". All of my finished pieces are either very short, one-shots, or poetry. I have three longer things in the works:
Savior: A young girl is thrown into a world and a prophecy she doesn't understand, and struggles to stay afloat as she battles her way further and further from familiar territory. On it's third chapter.
Tour Guide of Hell: An attempt at a witty sort of humor. A young man tries to escape from his tethers to the dark flames of the Underworld while keeping his grasp on the first living thing he tries to call his own. Told from the perspective of said living thing. Never got past its first chapter.
Forge: the last remaining heir to a legacy of flames, Blaire Clancy thinks herself an ordinary blacksmith, until the day she finds her blind grandfather drilling her bizarre--yet attractive--neighbors in swordplay at their farm in the dark forest. From there, everything goes...well, she hasn't decided whether it's uphill or downhill.
As you can see, my longer things have difficulty getting past their initial conception.
Lastly, and my third weakness (less critical and not in the "Major" category), I am a complete and total nerd, sometimes, and not very adept at humor. As a result of this, I will occasionally try to make a joke that's not funny. If that happens, please tell me so I can fix it and not look like an inept writer at best, a comically bankrupt moron at worst. Haha.
Thanks! Hope you enjoy my work.
Oh, and the following was inspired by XxLadyKnightLizxX. She did it in her profile, and I thought it was totally awesome, so I'm doing it in mine. Plus two extra devices and with my own words, of course. I only stole the idea. (Liz, if you read this and don't like that I copied you, please tell me and I will immediately take it down!)
Myself in Poetry:
In a simile: I am like the wind; roaming the earth in circular patterns that remain unreadable, even to myself, and ever conforming to my surroundings.
In a metaphor: I am a wolf. Prowling the night in solitude but never truly alone, I sing my heart into the sky to haunt the dreams of shadowed forests.
In alliteration: Saffron smears sagittal stars shaped superfluously; Sing, soliciting sanative sangfroid.
In Paradox: I would sing in silence to hear what can’t be heard; I would die to live again.
In andiplosis: Whispers of breath upon my face
Face me down with invisible monsters
Monsters and magic my mind confuses, intertwines
Intertwined in fancies of words and dreams
In a Kenning: A flurry of motion (I am)
In a Palindrome: Never odd or even (backwards: never odd or even.)
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