Author has written 17 stories for Humor, Supernatural, Essay, Life, Fantasy, and Sci-Fi.
UPDATE 6/1/14: Hi there, anyone who happens upon this. Just wanted to say that this account is, sadly, more or less dead. I'm still writing, but not really posting it here anymore, sorry to say. This may be the last time I ever update this profile, in fact. Still, feel free to look at my stories, old as they are. Thanks to all who have ever read/favourited/reviewed.
Take the short path below or long path a little ways down. Skip it if you want and go on around. But that's where the fun is, you'll miss it if you do! Because, friends, it's the journey...not the destination. ;D
THE SHORT PATH:
Hello, there. Have you come to wander along with me? I'm so glad.
Welcome to my profile, friends. My penname is Alice Rocker. Are you here for the croquet game? We're in Wonderland, you see.
Don't be shy now! Take a peek. It's all good fun. I hope that you will take the time to read some of my writing and stay a while. I can't stay long, for I'm late for tea. Any reviews left are greatly appreciated, but flame and I'll have to sick the Jabberwocky on you...
THE LONG PATH:
Hello there, friends. Have you come down the rabbit hole to wander with me? I appreciate it much. It does get lonely here from time to time. But now that you’re here we shall go where ever the wind takes us!
One way to the Hatter, one way to the Hare, to the Tweedles Dum and Dee it’s one in the same. You’ll get there eventually. Where is “there,” you ask? It’s not the where that matters, but the how and the who. Or would it be whom?
You’re just in time for tea, you see. Some treacle for you, some treacle for me. Let’s the wake the Dormouse and have him tell us a tale, but we can’t stay long today or we’ll be late for croquet, with the Queen in the garden, oh yes indeed! If you’re not careful, she’ll have your head! So talk to the Cheshire cat instead! Quick paint the roses red!
One side for smaller, one side for big, of the mushroom you eat. (It goes very well with tea.) Shout if you want and grow very tall, if you’ve got something to say, say it to all. Open up like a telescope, and see how the world likes that! Or shrink down so small that you’re invisible, and go where ever you wish, but don’t take too much or in a blink you’ll be out like a candle stick. Choose wisely my dears, there’s so much to see! If only you’ll come wandering with me…
Sh, now, don’t wake the king! We’re both a part of his dream, you and me! Wake him up now and the fun’ll be gone! (Reviews keep him sleeping. :D)
So much to see, so much to do, take a step backwards and you’ll move forward 2. 2 what, you ask? I only wish I knew…
So as you follow me through the ups and the downs, take in your surroundings, cherish each sound. Life is too short, each day should be treasured, come along now, your journey’s just begun.
Just one last question I have for you to ponder while you wander along on your own for a while. How is a raven like a writing desk? What’s the answer, you ask? I only wish I knew. Do you?
Not why, but why not, not there, but here. Come do the Lobster Quadrille for the close! Look out for the White Rabbit, oh, there he goes! There one second, gone the next. He’s late for something, I suppose. (He’s lucky he’s so quick on his toes!) Come along, come along now, we’ve got to go!
Farewell, good fellows, I bid you goodbye. Have fun in my Wonderland, leave us a note. I’m off now, without another rhyme, I fear…
Toodle pip Wonderland, I’m off for the night. All questions, comments and reviews are appreciated, but flame and I’ll have to set the Jabberwocky on you!
We’re falling, falling, falling, how far you ask? However far it takes for us to hit the bottom and once you’re there, there’s no coming back. Are you mad, you ask? And we reply with a nod, we’re all mad down here, and you’re pretty far along! The side of the sidewalk, under the rainbow, round and round, singing, dancing, skipping, loving, laughing, living. Reading, seeing, reviewing, favouriting, disliking, blogging, playing, smiling. Falling, falling, falling…
Look for the tarts, talk kind to flowers, look where you’re going to see where you’ve been. I can only hope you’ll wonder back here again…
(END LONG PATH)