name: morgan
people call me: morganza
music: Framing Hanley, 3OH!3, Cobra Starship
and InnerpartySystem (this month)
dread: schoolwork
amused by: cows

So once again it is Nanowrimo season, and as usual I have something for it.
This lovely tome that i am writing is quite fun...for me. I don't know if anyone else will like it, and quite frankly I dont care.
It is entitled That Damned Psychology Textbook, and it would be much
appreciated if you could read and review
'cuz i enjoy reviews. :D
I'm getting chapters up for it quite quickly, because I've been doing about two chapters a day, so I'm on Chapter 5 now.
And don't worry the chapter's will get longer...when the amusement begins.
But I also have to say, just for principal, I hate the way that FP has been formatting things I already formatted,
It makes it look strange.

The Inane Tragedy:

Exactly what happens when you fall for your best friend's fraternal twin's bisexual boyfriend?
Especially when they are your roomates, and you see aforementioned boyfriend almost naked daily?
Ugh, life sucks.

My story Gray Insanity which I had originally wrote for NaNoWrimo is no just here and on hiatus until i can edit all 62 (yes 62) chapters.

“Don’t forget that it’s blue!” I cried out suddenly and energetically. Half giggling from the astonished look on her face. “It’s also purple, red, green, and black.” I continued. Giggling again from the astonished look on her face, I had to tell her. “My friend Ron botched my coloring job. He was supposed to put in cobalt blue streaks to compliment my naturally black hair, and he messed up.”

I've put up a new story for the first time in like a year. umm, its called Fragile Existence and its not half bad f i do say so myself. Of course it was written at about 3:30 this morning and yes its the first draft, but meh. Who cares. And its very descriptivey 'cuz i recently went to Paris, and part of the story is set there. So any way enjoy.
excerpt:

She strode past the strip club, ignoring the catcalls coming from inside and dodging the drunken men who had begun to pee on the sidewalk. Then glanced at the Impala Lounge where groups of drunken people had started dancing to bad songs from the 90’s, and turned the corner to reach the entrance of the Queen club where she spotted Aelin in a pair of stilettos similar to the ones she had on and a Gothic Lolita inspired skirt with a lacy pink bra.