Well, just to give you an idea of who I am, here goes. I love art and reading, and spend much of my time doing both. I play the piano, and to steal this quote from my friend Mother Goose (yes, that's a pen name), "God help you if you don't know what a piano is." I have recently become addicted to webcomics. We all have our flaws, don't we? ^_^ Don't we?
Now my whereabouts. I live in sunny California, land of sand, sun, and beaches (God help you if you don't know what those are either). I've been influenced by several writers, but I think SotL was mainly influenced by Tanya Huff's Quarters books. A little of my bio now.
NICKNAME: Firehead, Flamester, Spawn of Satan, Bitch, 'lil redhead girl
AGE: ageless (really!)
HAIR COLOR: bright, BRIGHT natural red
WEIGHT: *stony stare*
FAVORITE FOOD: Spaghetti with tomato sauce
FAVORITE BANDS: Lots of them. At the moment, Good Charlotte, Bowling for Soup, 30 Seconds to Mars, and Linkin Park.
FAVORITE SINGERS: again, lots of them. Let's just say Pink, Taryn Mannings (Boomkat), Jason Mraz, and Michelle Branch, for now.
MENTAL STATUS: bouncing-off-the-walls insane; insanely insane; crazy insane; weird beyond all reason; etc...
CRUSH: wouldn't *you* like to know? Actually, none at the moment.
DISLIKES: snooty people, stuck up people, crude and grody people. And people that never hang out with people outside their groupy-clique. And spiders.
Well, maybe that interferes with the writing, but oh well. I like to have a mental image of people, so I'm just gonna assume you do too. Now for not-so-quick summaries of my stories that are up at the moment, and their updating habits.
Song of the Lorla
[STATUS: incomplete] Fin, Taijaura, Zannon, Tham, and Aoibheann set out on what appears to be a relatively simple visit to the technologically obsolete country. Instead, they find themselves in the midst of centuries-old lies, deceit, and an age-old plot to rule the kingdom and control the three races of Middle Earth.
Now about the updating habits of this fic. Just got back to updating, and it'll be one chapter up every Monday. That isn't a specific time on Monday, just ... on Mondays.
In His Shoes
[STATUS: incomplete] Kristen and Greg are two (sub)normal kids in highschool, when one day they are abducted by aliens and have their bodies switched. Will they be able to go on living normally in each other's bodies, or will all chaos ensue?
As shown by the last time that was updated, I haven't really worked on that in awhile. Still, once I get back into the swing of things, maybe this'll be updated too. As it is, it's mostly for my personal amusement. All references to real people are accidental (or on purpose. Who knows?), but it's set in my neighborhood because I'm too lazy to make up one.
I also have some plans for more stories coming up, which I won't talk about just yet. I have a few more things to say before I finish though:
Here are some of my favorite quotes:
"If life gives you lemons, throw them at someone!"
"If revenge is sweet, and payback's a bitch, I'm the sweetest bitch you'll ever meet."
"Guns don't kill people. Idiot people kill people."
"If you ever happen to come across a two-story outhouse, take my advice: use the upper one."
"Dance like no one's watching, work like you don't need the money, and love like you've never been hurt."
I have more somewhere, but I don't feel like boring you anymore. Maybe I'll add them later.
Wait, there's more. Here is a list of some of my friends and authors that I really like, so please take the time to read their stuff. Their pen names are: Wyrm, Emkay624, Annie-chan, faerie flame, Black Night, Schrodinger's Cat, The Golden Dragon, Crystal Teardrop, Kazuko Itoe, MercTaf, Skivverus, yoli, Notum, Krikoris, mfn2003, Frankie, and Mother Goose & Mister Goose. Please read and review their stuff, because they all really deserve it! Thanks from me and them.
Special thanks to Kem, Kelsey, Emily, and anyone else who encouraged me to get an account here, and who bug me to actually keep working on the fics (alternate meaning: extending my attention span).
Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuumm... I can't think of anything else to say, so I'll sign off. More randomness when I think of it!
~Was typed 8-21-03, the day before my grandparents get here from Saint Louis, Missouri. Something else that happens tomorrow: the list of who made the varsity tennis team is posted. Cross your fingers for me, everyone! *crosses all fingers and toes, and ends up with two leftover fingers and two leftover toes*