Hey I'm Liz!

I hail from the glamorous state of Ohio, yes i said glamorous and Ohio in the same sentence.

I LOVE ANIMALS! Especially dogs. I have 3: a beagle, a cocker spaniel mix, and a Collie Mix. Dog sports are the only sports I play and my beagle earned his retirement by totally kicking ass in showmanship, obedience, rally, and agility.

I would also like to take a sentence to honor the memories of my German Shepherd Dog mix Lucky and my Orange tabby cat Indy whom both died tragically this past year, they are sorely missed and will forever be remembered. Also a very special mention for my foster Pomeranian Parker that passed away from congestive heart failure after the vet neutered him even though he had an extreme heart murmur.

I love to read anything and everything, writing I've been told is a talent that I excel in, artsy stuff is my passion, and I do a bit of acting every once in a while. When I'm not oozing creativity or lost in another world in my books or on stage, I can be found working with my dogs on some task or another. Between volunteering at the pound, workin with dog rescue, kennel club, training, dog shows, and doing therapy work with my beagle, I am one busy bee. During the free time I find after 10pm I tend to be glued to adult swim or the computer screen. I love all my shows and am just a bit obsessed with my anime. (sailor moon, bleach, inuyasha, blood plus, and wolf's rain are my all time favs!)

Talking is another one of my favorite things to do and once I start its hard to get me to stop. lol I also ADORE the beach i can sit for hours just watching the waves roll in and i hate when I have to leave. There is something about the water I just love. In the summer I spend more than a fair amount of time hanging out poolside.

Well that's about all there is to know about Liz but if ya want to know more just ask!

~My sites~

MySpace: http://www.myspace.com/27581963

My deviant art page: http://lizluvspink.deviantart.com/

My fanfiction page: http://www.fanfiction.net/u/977955/

My aim: LizLuvsPink

(if you don't want to have to read through story info you may want to hide the bio now to get right to the story links But if you want basic story info and updates keep reading)

Stories:

--Artistic Dreams-- On TEMP Hiatus

Just because no one can tell you're hurting, it doesn't mean there's nothing wrong. Andy's life is quickly spinning out of her control. What she needs is someone to save her, what she has is her art.

Teaser:

The three witches cackled and crooned as Macbeth left them. Their cracked lips smiled to reveal rotting teeth. The story that would soon unfold amused them as they tended to the black cauldron before them. Their wicked eyes gleamed at the thought of…
“Andy, did you hear me?”
I snapped out of my daydream clueless to the question my English Lit. teacher had just asked me. I looked around, hoping someone would give me a clue.
“Andrea have you heard one single word I have said this entire class period?” Mrs. Bennet asked in an exasperated tone.
The truth was I had not in fact heard a single word or taken any notes at all. I could feel my cheeks getting hot as she walked over to my desk and picked up my notebook.
She looked at the detailed drawing of three haggard witches that covered the paper where my notes should have been. She sighed and laid the notebook back on my desk.
“While I appreciate the fact that is at least has something to do with what we are reading, I would like you to pay attention to the discussion next time.”
The class gave a collective snicker and I slid down in my seat wishing I could just disappear. This was the third time this week I had been caught not paying attention, and it was only Tuesday.

--To Fight-- On TEMP Hiatus

I was a fighter, and a pretty damn good one at that. It was all I knew. They told me to fight and I did. I’m a pit bull after all, isn’t that what we’re supposed to do? This is my story.

Teaser:

I had been training to fight ever since I could remember. The sport was in my blood. From my mother I had inherited my sleek red and white coat, and my tenacity and skill in the fighting ring was a trait from my father.
The only things that were not accounted for in my Champion Red-nosed Pitt bloodline were my icy blue eyes.
That’s where I got my name ‘Fury’s Fire and Ice’ but in the dog fighting circles I was simply known as Ice.
At six months old it was already clear that I was a winner. I wasn’t as big and bulky as the other Pits, but with my lean muscles and agile moves I ran circles around the dogs I fought.
Before I was a year old I had already dominated my 1 to 3yr old females fighting class, and had moved into the big leagues. I went against older and more experienced fighters from all over the country.
I loved it. It was all I knew. My human was happy when I won, so that’s what I did.