1) I'm obnoxious. Total asshat. I'm the kid that makes an innapropriate bad joke and giggles at it while everyone around her shifts uncomfortably.

2) I dig dark shit, apparently. Rough sex, bad sex, meanies, head cases, dead animals, and violence seem to be my preferred motifs. Maybe one day I'll move beyond the literary themes of a moody, teenage cutter. One day.

shrug

Now you know me!

Please don't link these stories to my grandmother. It's happened before, and she's under the impression I've since taken these stories offline. Yeah, yeah, I'm a grown girl in my twenties- but I still live in mortal terror of her.

Poem for EoW: Emperors of Ice Cream

IMPORTANT, SlIGHTLY OVERDRAMATIC NOTE:

I'm taking a break. It's been brought to my attention that I write fanfic that is sorta really inappropriate for a YA fandom. I've known that all along, and I brushed the idea off. Recently, it was put to me in a very convincing and thorough way, and it made me think (uh oh).

Should fanfic writers feel responsible for the ideas they propagate? If a fanfiction writer addresses racism, poverty, murder, and criminal insanity in their stories, should they be held accountable for the way readers receive it?

I don't know. But I've decided that I'm going to write original fiction -not for YA eyes- and be quit of this fanfic conundrum. Don't know when I'll be back.

Sorry.