I'm a girl...a girl with a bad habit of starting something and never finishing it. I have thousands of stories floating around in my head, and when one of those stories solidifies enough to write it down, I do. But time and life are my enemies, and I all too soon lose the idea. My characters slip from me, and I'm left with just a floating idea again. Therefore, I rarely put anything where other people can read it. Most of the things I write remain in clutters of paper on my floor.

The only story I have so far, A Thief in the Night, is one of my stories that became an idea again. I had high hopes for that one, but then school work hit harder, and it just slipped away. I sometimes get enough of a plot to write something down again...but it doesnt happen often. Maybe someday I will continue it, but for now... feel free to create your own ending to it... but only in your imagination... No stealing, I will burn you with a hot fish stick.