Author has written 14 stories for Love, General, Life, and Fantasy.
"Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask and he will tell you the truth."- Oscar Wilde
Hello. Call me Scarlet, if I am lucky, it will one day be the name the world will know me by. I am teenage girl, who thinks differently then most. To some this may seem as if I am not thinking at all, but then some people are fools. I have a cynical look on the world but also look to my Father in Heaven for things to work out. I read when I am bored and draw people I like and scenes I find simply beautiful. I write and therefore I am. A little bit of background for what I write:
Rose Thorns: I wrote this poem throughout a number of days, and it all began with a rose petal lying on my nightstand. Words came inspired and I wrote each down individually, and from there wrote the mass of imagery. If you can't understand it that's okay, I barely can. I would like to here people's various interpretations. Willow Boughs is the sequel. I plan on eventually writing a third, but I await inspiration.
Brown Eyes: I guess it could be about someone, but I am not sure who yet. The writer is supposed to be a girl and the guitarist her neighbor, her long crush.
Whore: I read a little blurb someone wrote on here with the same name (its in my favorites) and was inspired so I wrote, I wasn't trying to steal their idea. It's about Mental and emotional violation rather then physical.
Winter: A friend of my tried to commit suicide some time ago, so I wrote Winter for her. Things are much better then it was. Her winter is over, hopefully forever.
As for the rest there isn't much to tell, the ones that sound kind of emo are, but I am not. Things change. Enjoy what you read, I may sometime soon come out with a short story or two, they are in the works- in my head at least. I am really bad at updating and sticking with things so if I do it'll be good...hopefully.
Age: Old enough to date and drive but can't legally drink (Not that I would mind you!)
Religion: I am a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. I often open about my religion in what I write and just basics beliefs and morals. I apologize if I ever offend anyone because of them but I will not apologize that I have them. I do not believe in Pre-marital Sex, or same sex-marriage, so I avoid all stories with the latter, and explicit of the former (I find that people who need sex- especially explicit sex- in their stories should probably have never written them.).
Music: I love Michael Buble', Celtic Thunder (Celtic Folk in general), Musicals, Josh Groban, Fireflight and other Christian rock bands, Brad Paisley and the Red Jumpsuit Apparatus.
Books: My top three are Pride and Prejudice, A room With A View, and Winter Rose.
Pet Peeves: Misspelled words, especially the word ridiculous. It's spelled with an 'i' not and 'e'.
Loves: Red Roses. Black. Purple. Green. Silver. The Ocean. Hugs. Holding Hands. Chicken Mole'. Root Beer. Cheescake. Chocolate. Jane Austen. Fantasy. Love. Fire. Plaid. The moon. Darkness. Tae Kwon Do. Dancing. Words. Phantom of the Opera. Gaelic. The Harp. Violins. Jazz. Marching Band. Physics. Socks. Boots. Books. Musicals. Music. Rain. Crosswords. Pen. Graphite. Friends. My Mom. My future husband. God. Christ. Myself.
Dislikes: People. Mispelled words. Bad grammar. Romance Novels. Chili. Rap. Obstinate stupidity. Boredom. Bad writing. Texting. Cell phones. Phones in general. Slow computers. Dora the Explorer. Being wrong. Heights. Seaweed. Fish. The Sun. Bright Lights. Crowds. Rush Hour.
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