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All right! If you're looking at my bio and hoping to fine happy, joyous stories here that are filled with rainbows and pink bunny rabbits and sunshine and laughter...

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For you see, I am a very morbid writer and will never write anything happy. All the stories I have written are filled with trauma and unhappiness…or romance. But it's always angsty romance (wow...my spell checker doesn't like the word "angsty." How odd).

So yes.

But if you are the kind of person that likes the morbid, twisted little stories, then read on, dear friend! And then review. *hint hint, wink wink, nudge nudge, WHAM WHAM!* (Don't ask...for the sake of your sanity, just don't ask!)

Stories:
Captives of Isengard: The only active story at the moment, I regret to say. It is currently on chapter 43.
The People's Revenge: It is with regret that I must tell you, this story is on hold. I am really not very pleased with it, and maybe one of these days I will get around to redoing it, or finishing it...or whatever. It involves Quatre angst, though, for those interested.

One chapter works: (both are Redwall works)
My ending to chapter 53, Long Patrol: Just a story that I felt needed to be redone. So I rewrote the ending to how I thought it should have happened.
My ending to Redwall: Again, just something that I felt needed to be redone. You know when Cluny tells Basil that before the day is over, he would never run again? Well, Cluny never kept his promise, and I personally felt it was a blow to the poor rat's integrity, all .0000000001 ounces of it. And so, in this version, he keeps his promise to Basil.

What else could I say...oh yes. The things that I love. Redwall, Lord of the Rings, Legolas (he was my favorite in the books, y'all! I was a fan of his from the start, so nyah!), Ronin Warriors (a TV show), Gundam Wing (another TV show), and I used to like Harry Potter. But then Rowling let out so many false release dates that now I don't like her.

Ah, yes! My muses! I have three of them. *gestures to a corner*
*a quiet, sulking, dark creature that really has no form whatsoever waves*
Thats It. He's the thing under my bed. I would talk to him when I was little and he would threaten to pull me under and eat me.
It: *looks shocked and insulted* I would never eat you!
Yes you would. Now. This is the second muse...
*an ebony skinned, white haired, very hot Elf smiles and sweeps of his purple hat with a large feather in it off his head and then bows*
His name is Jarlaxle, and he is a Drow, a Dark-Elf. Very awesome and evil race. More evil than I.
Jarlaxle: *grins evilly and licks the edge of his dagger, then twirls it around in his fingers*
Um...yeah. He's like that. And please keep in mind that this is the Jarlaxle muse, which is basically a clone of the original. The real Jarlaxle is owned by Eldacar. Now, the last muse is somewhat shy...so you'll have trouble with her...
*gestures to a human girl and she yelps and buries her head in the sandbox*
Yeah, that's Paul for ya. Yes, Paul is her name. Isn't that right, Paul?
*muffled affirmative noise from the sand*
Yep. Paul after Paul McCartney from the Beatles. But anywho, Paul over here is my favorite muse, giving me many evil ideas, especially when she doesn't mean to. Like giving Sabbrielle and me red tea that one night, eh, Paul? *nudge*
*whimper from sandbox*

So yep. There's all about me and my writing and whatnot. Maybe I'll concoct a random angst scene and put it in here, who knows.

Happy reading! *coughandreviewingcough*

P.S. Note to flamers: Feel free!