It's been 16 years since I found a passion for writing via anime and manga. While I have stopped writing fanfiction, I do continue to write my own fiction, though it's been slow. Working in the medical field doesn't leave me with much free time. It is one of my life goals to publish a book.

You'll find my fictional writing on Fictionpress.com under the same pen name. Writing there is more recent, within the last 2 years. I do intend to revise some of those stories that are older and still have a reasonable plot. Please do take a look, especially at the most updated stories. Until then, please bear with my immature writing from many years ago.

My two newest stories haven't been posted. Since I'm quite serious about them being published, I thought it best not to post them online. Their titles and summaries are below:

Iron Claws: Geraldine Twilt’s life drastically changes when she’s accidentally transported to a foreign, warring world. In this combatant and technologically advanced country of Brodlan, Geraldine is woefully inexperienced and yearns to return home. However, as the bordering country wages war on Brodlan, Geraldine realizes she cannot selfishly think of home. Especially when she finds out she's a key player in the war. Losing is not an option.

Mistletoe Kisses and What Not to Expect: Starting at a new high school at age 17 can be intimidating, but Kari is determined to make new friends, earn good grades, and perhaps find a nice boyfriend. It's a rare opportunity to remake herself and leave the past behind. The first few months start off without a hitch, until she runs into an old flame. Deliberately ignoring their antagonistic history, Michael tries to rekindle their relationship.

Kari is having none of that. But what Michael wants, Michael usually gets. As winter break approaches, tensions rise to a peak and Michael delivers her an ultimatum: become his or he'll ruin her. Without any viable options, Kari reluctantly agrees, and begins hatching a counter play. If she wants to recover any chance of an enjoyable future, she'd better be prepared. Like how to avoid those ridiculous mistletoe kisses Michael demanded each morning before school.