Author has written 5 stories for Love, Life, Romance, and Song.
People got LUCKY and I put up some of my work. So guess what! Now I'm a writer! And I still read and review here on fp.com.
So I got bored and decided to add a few facts about me:
I have an unhealthy obsession with bad stories. I can usually tell from the first chapter if they'll be bad or not but I read them anyway. They are probably my favorite form of entertainment while on sites like this.
I don't review bad stories because I was brought up with the saying "If you can't say anything nice then don't say anything at all." So if I review a story, it's because I like it
I write a little bit of everything ranging from stories to poetry to songs.
Watch out for mystories. Especially my songfics because they are really different from how most people write. And I know this because many people have told me they are. For a songfic I believe that the song should relate to the story but not lead the story. The story should stand alone by itself. It doesn't need the song to direct where it's supposed to go.
Here's info on me: I'm a recent college graduate with a BA in Theatre -- no minor. I've been storytelling for as long as I can remember and writing as soon as I could hold a pencil. I tend to lose concentration somewhere in the middle of stories. I'll have the beginning and the ending, but the middle is always mush.
Code Name: Fortune: On a hiatus
Stories that aren't posted but have some thought swirling around in my mind:
Exit to Exit: Burned from an old relationship, Jessica runs, only she doesn't consider it running. This fleeting teacher falls into the hands of a bartender who wants nothing to do with anything resembling commitment. She's running and he's hiding, but someone always finds you. Inspired by the cd Take It All Away by Ryan Cabrera.
Aiden: He's just a lost little boy, and she's just the girl to get him out of his funk.
Untitled: He's a dream god sent to help rid her of her lifelong guilt. She's not supposed to be able to see him, and yet there he is, right in front of her, perfectly sculpted and something -- just out of her dreams.