Author has written 26 stories for Politics, Life, Spiritual, Mystery, Love, Nature, Religion, Essay, and Fantasy.
"Don't go around saying the world owes you a living.
"Nothing is more beautiful than you wearing only the moonlight and my kisses."
Hello, I'm Not Your Average Moonbeam (wow that sounds deliciously like some new age wicca name, or some crap like that) and I'm a recovering vegetarian; I've been off tofu for a year and a half now.
Now, on to more serious matters. I absolutely detest bad grammar. If I flame you for bad grammar, take it as a compliment that I actually gave your story the time of day. Most times, I skip over stories on this website for the mere fact that someone was stupid enough to give themselves a pen-name related to the Jonas Brothers or another teenage band. Somebody, please, shoot me.
However, if you write well, I will praise you for it, should I have the time.
Religion: none that I know of. I'm a quarter Jewish/Rroma, partly Catholic on my grandmother's side (who then promptly decided she wanted to be a mormon and then turned into an atheist of obvious reasons), and some Cherokee and African beliefs on my douche-bag of a sperm-doners side, but I don't practice. I'm probably the cutest atheist you'll ever meet (big curly pigtails and such), but I've been thinking about starting my own religion. After you die, anyone who was a jerk in life turns into an immortal and quick-healing squirrel to be hounded by dogs and run over cars only to heal again for all eternity. Anyone who was cool turns into a kitten. My friends say it sounds like a cult, but I don't have the time or energy to kill myself to go to some magical spaceship or some ridiculous nothing like that.
Soda: Dr. Pepper. Honestly, if it was up to me, I would only drink cold Dr Pepper out of cans and cold cranberry juice (none of this cranberry juice cocktail bull)
Favourite food: Pumpkin Pie with Cool Whip
Television Show: Law and Order: SVU, or Burn Notice
Voice Part: Second Soprano. We're ninjas. Want to know why? No one can hear us!
Holy freaking hell, everything is changing. I'm taking off all of my pathetic pedestrian (and rather elementary) poems I had written and thought were so fabulous at the time. They weren't.
Empty Calories are epic.
I'm an elitist. My friends are better than your friends.