I'm Mae McInotsh, yes that's a pseudonym, yes I love writing, and no I'm not telling you anything further than that, except…

I LOVE action and Broadway!

I am a total geek.

I am one of the few people in this world who is familiar with (and have successfully played/epic-ly failed at) the dulcimer, bagpipes, and the flourishing tenor drum.

I ship Skyward, Jia, Kia, Snowing, Fitzsimmons, Quintis, and a lot of other ones that I just feel to lazy to type them right now.

I appreciate reviews, and critiques, but if you just want to complain, then spare me and thrash out at your pillow (sorry pillow).

"I think everyone deserves the chance to fly!"-Wicked

I love inspirational quotes that are uplifting and slightly funny at times.

"'Cause now we know that beautiful ain't always pretty."-Shrek the Musical

KERMIT THE FROG RULZ THE WORLD!!!

I know that sometimes people just need to "Let it go!"-Frozen

I am going to try not to be one of those people where you have to scroll through a million miles of useless junk just to get to the stories, but I feel like I will end up doing that regardless.

I hope that you will review and enjoy my stories!

I was reading a fic by Teamwerewolf4eva when I went to their profile and saw this. I thought it was cool, and it said to re-post it, so I did. Do so if you would like to.

This is a story about God. Read if you believe in him, and read even if you don't.

A teenage girl about 17 named Diane had gone to visit some friends one evening and time passed quickly as each shared their various experiences of the past year. She ended up staying longer than planned, and had to walk home alone. She wasn't afraid because it was a small town and she lived only a few blocks away.

As she walked along under the tall elm trees, Diane asked God to keep her safe from harm and danger. When she reached the alley, which was a short cut to her house, she decided to take it. However, halfway down the alley she noticed a man standing at the end as though he were waiting for her. She became uneasy and began to pray, asking for God's protection. Instantly a comforting feeling of quietness and security wrapped round her, she felt as though someone was walking with her. When she reached the end of the alley, she walked right past the man and arrived home safely.

The following day, she read in the newspaper that a young girl had been raped in the same alley just twenty minutes after she had been there. Feeling overwhelmed by this tragedy and the fact that it could have been her, she began to weep. Thanking the Lord for her safety and to help this young woman, she decided to go to the police station. She felt she could recognize the man, so she told them her story. The police asked her if she would be willing to look at a line up to see if she could identify him. She agreed and immediately pointed out the man she had seen in the alley the night before. When the man was told he had been identified, he immediately broke down and confessed. The officer thanked Diane for her bravery and asked if there was anything they could do for her. She asked if they would ask the man one question. Diane was curious as to why he had not attacked her. When the policeman asked him, he answered, "Because she wasn't alone. She had two tall men walking on either side of her."

I read this and it really struck a chord with me, so I put it here so other people could read it. I hope you like it one biker to the other!

A girl and guy were speeding over 100mph on a motorcycle

Girl: Slow down, I'm scared!

Guy: No, this is fun.

Girl: No, it's not. Please, I'm scared.

Guy: Then tell me you love me.

Girl: I love you, now slow down!

Guy: Now give me a big hug.

She gives him a big hug

Guy: Can you take off my helmet and put it on yourself, it's bothering me.

In the newspaper the next day, a motorcycle had crashed into a building because of break failure. Two people were on it and only one survived. The truth was that halfway down the road, the guy realized his break wasn't working but he didn't want the girl to know. Instead he had her hug him and tell him one last time that she loved him. Then he had her put on his helmet so that she would live even if he died. Copy this onto your profile if you would do the same thing for someone you love.

If you can read this message, you are smart because over two billion people in the world cannot read at all:

I cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid. Aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Amzanig huh? Yaeh and I awlyas toghuht slpeling was ipmorantt! tahts so cool!

If you could read that put it in your profile