Author has written 5 stories for Young Adult, Romance, and Play.
Really, guys, can we chill it with the plagerism? I'm getting so sick of going to read (or reread, as the case may be) a story by an author on here whom I really like, only to find he/she took it down or decided to discontinue it because of some uncreative loser copying it. Some people have a talent for writing, others don't. If you're one of the less fortunate who lacks the ability to spin a fabulous tale, then go find something else you can do. Don't rip off other people's hard work because you're jealous or trying to make yourself look good. In the end, you're only going to come across as a fake, horrible person. Have a nice day!
"Imitation is the highest form of pissing me off. Quit stealing my content and violating my copyright." -Jen T. Verbumessor
Some of you may be wondering what happened to A Thousand Miles from Happiness. I was extremely unhappy with where the story was going and what I had already had written. I plan on rewriting as soon as I finish my current project before reposting it. I don't know when this will be or how close to the original it will be. Sorry.
For all of you who want to skip the boring stuff and just get to the info on my stories, go down to the little page-break-line-thingy. You should find everything you need there. As for the rest of you...
How much does a polar bear weigh? Enough to break the ice!
Hola, how are you? I hope this bit finds you well, I'd hate I would feel horrible if anyone spend their last few minutes on earth reading this rubbish.
I'm Ana... Well, actually, it's Anastasha (pronounced: uhn-uh-STUH-shuh). Please do not get this confused with the more common Anastasia...I have spent my entire life correcting teachers for mispronouncing it or misspelling it, before finally getting sick of it, and sigh, "Stop, just Ana is fine.". I actually used to hate my name because of this - it was too long, too close to being normal without quite making it there, too "A" filled - but now I quite like it. It's unique. But...for simplicity's sake, we're just gonna go with Ana. Okay? Okay...
Anyways, I'm an eighteen-year-old girl, who lives somewhere in the continental United States. My exact location is in a deadbeat town in the middle of nowhere (aka: Hickville, USA.) There are cows within walking distance of my house. I go to school with kids that think it's fun to drive pickup trucks through the woods at night with the headlights off while they're drunk. A typical weekend includes a school sporting event and hanging out at a Sheetz. Seriously. I actually know how to shoot a gun and ride a quad. But, for the record, we don't walk around going "HOWDY! Look down yonder, y'all! I think I sees me one a them Duke Boys. Yeehaw!" Just...no. We may be rednecks, but we're dignified rednecks gosh darn it! Well, that and we're a little far north for southern accents.
I have some diverse interests. I like sewing and quilting, writing, reading, arts and crafts, cooking and baking, and speaking Spanish to random people. I like alternative, indie, and just plain ol' rock music, but I also listen to Latin music, showtunes, classical, country, singer/songwriter stuff, and the occasional Top 40 song. Oldies make me smile, music from "back in the day" (well, my day - the 90s and 00s - at least) makes me even happier. Christian music is on my playlist as well. I work as a rides operator at my local amusement park, and I've worked in haunted houses as a scare actor in the past. Rain is good, thunderstorms are better. Ballet flats are my favorite kind of shoes, which is a disadvantage according to my boyfriend because he likes to make fun of my shortness (Babe, really? 5'4" is NOT short for a girl. It's average...). I love all things Disney, and Belle is my favorite princess; in fact, I've been told I look quite like her. My favorite movie is Ten Things I Hate about You. I'm pretty much an open book, and I'll answer anything you ask me, no matter how revealing. Seriously, if you have a question, just ask... Though if you happen to be creepy, scary, Jeffery Dahmer-ish, or in any other way someone who is going to prey on my young age, I have to ask you to refrain from asking said question. Nothing personal, but, you know, I don't need a stalker...
Phew! If you guys made it through all of that, I suppose I should get to what I'm really here for...my writing! I've loved to write ever since I was young. I have hundred upon hundreds of two-page-long stories from my munchkin days. So...about my writing. I really, really want to get my work published someday, but it's still terrifying for me to let anyone other than my mom and sister read most of my stories; I'm hoping putting things here will help me with that fear. I can't write anything short as you can probably tell, and I'm really bad about updating. Sad but true. I try to tie humor or sarcasm or irony into everything I right, even the sad stuff.
A Princeless Cinderella: I wrote this for a friend who was going through a hard time. She was really upset and didn't think that anyone understood what she was going through. This was my way of proving that, though I've never been in her situation, I did get it. It's a bit depressing, and I swear a couple of times...hence the T rating.
Summer Lovin': This was written in the middle of the summer last year, at around 2a.m., when I was way bored. Abby hates the boy she loves. Then, when she gets in a huge fight with him on the last day of school, she thinks she blew it for good. The first half of her summer pretty much sucks as a result. Well, that is until her mother's friend forces her in to a blind date of sorts. And just when she thought things couldn't get any worse...
In Tales of Happily Ever After:Just a little one act play I wrote for my creative writing class last semester. Samantha Crenshaw and her boyfriend meet at a little diner before going to the movies and end up fighting about fate, fairytales, and happily-ever-after. But a happy ending might be more in reach than either of them could ever imagine. It was voted my by classmates as "adorable" and I was paired with a cute senior to act it out. It was filmed, of course, so future generations can see me blush and stumble over words.
Someone's Suitcase:Another creative writing assignment. I was forced to write a story incorporating items found in a suitcase (a list was provided). It got a bit out of hand, though; I'm pretty sure it wasn't supposed to be a romance story. Read to find out about a certain Jason Huntington and his leading ladies, Marcy, Suze, and Paula. (Also discover why in the world someone would write a check for the obsene amount of 305 dollars and 26 cents.)
The Strange Case of Falling for Jesse Aspen:Carla Cassidy defies all stereotypes and expecations. Really, who says that just because of her choice in extracurriculars, she needs to date the quarterback? Why is he even interested in her anyways? She's most certainly not interested in him... I got ideas for this story in the most random of places: conversations with jerkfaces in my school, stories friends had told me, the middle of chemistry class when the kid in front of me was mysteriously covered in sawdust.
Have a nice day!
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