Hello there Fiction Press readers! Now, most likely you're a friend who I've referred to this page so you'll probably already know everything--or almost everything--about me; where I'm from, how old I am, what my name is, etc.

If you're thinking that you're on the wrong page, most likely you're not. For the purfpose of safety I've not used my own name as my penname but since I have referred a lot of people to this page I couldn't put anything particularly fun either for the sake of propriety. Isabella is a nickname, because apparently I remind my best friend of Isabella Sawn--I get Edward so there is really no complaint on my part. K is also a nickname--or rather the nickname of a nickname--but one which was abandoned years ago; still, it fit into the rest of the penname so I put it there. Earnshaw is the last name of my favorite character in Wutherin Heights and although I shudder to pose any relation between Catherine Earnshaw and myself, Haerton's virtue's and my love for him do much to clear these hesitations. Previously, my name penname was Darkest Thorn..I'm not sure where the inspiration came from for that particular name but I'm sure there was one...

I like to think I'm a sort of a writer. I like to write, I'm certainly never happier than when I write but I'm also cognizant of the numerous problems my work contains. First, my punctuation, grammar and spelling are all appalling and though I have endeavored many times to fix said problems I find that they are still quite poor. Second, is that I can never come up with an actual story to write--more a passage than anything else is what comes to mind. I can't write short stories though I've attempted to and will continue to attempt until I manage to finish one story to the level and quality which satisfies me. Third is...well, I'm sure that if I were to numerate my flaws there would be plenty more but I'm also rather fickle; one story is abandoned in favor for another, one task is easily rendered monotonous in sight of the next. Therefore, I will abandon the cause of pointing out my flaws and leave it to you, dear reader to provide me with the criticism I crave.

Yes, I crave criticism. Not the pathetic 'I hate you story' or 'I don't like your writing' because those are simply hurtful and really quite unproductive. Please, if you hate a story, a poem or dislike my writing style tell me why. Nothing is more frustrating than a review which reads: I'm really disappointed with how this story went. Well, my apologies, I can't exactly cater to the desire of every reader out there but can you please tell me how the work was wanting? I love to write and love opportunities to improve my prowess at it and really this is what this site is supposed to be; a place for amatuer writers to get feedback on their writing.

If you're looking at the work I've posted thus far you might be more than a little scared. I am. Though it has been long evident to me and those close personal friends whose opinions I value above most others that my writer's voice is really very sarcastic and stiff. I'm trying to improve that as well. It's really like a Jekyll and Hyde relationship there..I really don't mean to write poems about death and nightmares and lost love and people cutting themselves to pieces it just happens. I am, in all honesty, probably the happiest person in the world; you couldn't tell that by my writing though, could you?

Many of my poems and my stories were written long before they were posted as I am fundamentally a lazy person and with modern technology making it easier and easier to be accosted by acquaintances on line I have developed a distaste for the internet. And text messaging as well but let's not digress there. I could go on for hours on that particular subject. Anyway, as I was saying before the work I've posted is really quite old and I am working on a few pieces of writing which I hope will be up on the sight in a little while. I am really rather ashamed of some of the work, wondering how I'd ever considered myself a writer at that point in my life but I think that thirteen year olds often think they've reached the pinnacle of advancement and knowledge at that age.

Be not alarmed by the more 'emo' poems of mine, I have never ever performed any acts of self-mutilation and hopefull--and most likely--never will. Those poems were written during the height of teen angst and rebellion therefore please don't call social services or whatever you can think of. I honestly don't know why I wrote these poems and just why I was so proud of them as to post them online...The reason I have not taken down the work that I am so ashamed of is that I am often afflicted with nostalgia and find it wonderful for my writing ego now to read the horrifying works of my youth...Yes, I like to use the phrase 'in/of my youth' because at my age I'm really quite decrepit. The things I come up with.

Of my poems I am most proud of Death Will Not Have Me and it should be noted that I drew inspiration from the work of Edgar Allan Poe particularly his poem Alone which has long been a favorite of mine.

I am working on a few other poems...Say what you will about short poetry; it's really quite hard. The one that has had me at a standstill is called Written in Sand which is very cliche I know but I just wanted to see what I could do with such a cliched concept. It's not even that good of a poem, it's just that until I end it I won't be able to move on to another.

I Miss You is one of the two stories I've posted so far and it is a one-shot though I might have a follow up for it. This was inspired almost solely by Doctor Who and the relationship between the Doctor and Rose; I wrote it after I watched Doomsday. The next installment, if I ever get around to writing it will be more based on Sergei Grinkov and Ekaterina Gordeeva's story. I know she's moved on and I'm truly happy for her but I just discovered this tragedy and it weights itself on my heart.

There is another story posted on here but I can't recall what it was called or what it was even supposed to be; I wrote and posted it on the insistance of a friend. Clearly it has long since been abandoned.

One other thing you should know about me is that I love lists. Love them. So here are a few...

Favorite Shows

Doctor Who, Supernatural, Smallville, Fringe (newly added to the list), Battlestar Galactica, Merlin (also a new addition), Gilmore Girls and One Tree Hill. A few more which I can't recall at the moment.

Favorite Movies

Gladiator, Meet Joe Black, Count of Monte Cristo, City of Angels, Leon the Professional, District 13, The Bourne Trilogy, The Pirate of the Caribbean Trilogy, Sweet November, Ever After, Jane Eyre (Mini-series with Toby Stephens and Ruth Wilson), 3:10 to Yuma (simply for the last 10 minutes), Batman Begins and Batman Dark Knight. Then there is bollywood and my favorites amongst those are: DDLJ, KKHH, Kal Ho Naa Ho, Hum Tum, KKKG, and Salaam Namste. I honestly know few people who are as much of a movie freak as I am and really, this a shortened list; there are quite a few I know I'm forgetting about.

Favorite Books

The Rule of Four, Wuthering Heights, Jane Eyre, Pride and Prejudice, Mansfiled Park, The Assassins of Tamurin, The Second Sons Trilogy, Sweep Series, Twilight...and lots more!

Favorite Poems

My Immortal Soul, Alone, Tiger! Tiger!, a Yeats poem that says: Tread softly for you tread on my dreams--for some reason the name eludes me now and I'm too lazy to look it up. Also a few Mathew Arnold poems. I am fond of Blake, Yeats, Arnold, Dickenson, C. Vincent Metzen and a few more...

On the subject of Shakespeare

I'm not very good at understanding Shakespeare but I find myself drawn to him nonetheless. The way he writes is so beautiful that I can't understand how anyone doesn't love Shakespeare much less like. My favorite plays by him are Much Ado About Nothing, Winter's Tale and Othello. The sonnet which I most cherish by Shakespeare would be CXVI (That would be 116 for those of you unfamiliar with Roman numerals).

I apologize. I fear I have lost all motive to continue--simply because when I started writing this it was 3:30 in the morning and now it is well past 4 and I'm really quite exhausted. I have made quite a few errors--not the least of which is utilising the American spelling of 'favorite' please forgive them since fatigue and hunger are really the most innocent of reasons for failure to achieve the proper quality of something.