I'm just a girl who enjoys writing. Some call me crazy, I call myself exuberant, but I really wish someone would call me quirky. Don't ask just accept that it's something that would make me happy. I'm a college student, with an English major, and a focus on creative writing (I belong here, oiu?) I don't just write, I'm also an artist, an actress, a dancer, and a photographer. I do all this cuz, well, I have to or I would go insane. Too many things running around inside this very...full head. Though i have friends who would argue that i've already gone insane and to them I say :-P because I love them I won't hit them. I watch DarkAngel (Canceled), Buffy (Canceled), WitchBlade (Canceled), and Gilmore Girls. (I'd say I'm death to all shows but I watched them long before they get canceled) hmm, which of these does not belong? I have an explanation for the last one, though it is not sci-fi it does have very strong central female characters! WooHoo! All Right, class, any questions:-) seechas

my YIM : girlxtype

my AIM : Dariaclone

my livejournal...feel free to check it out. you might just get a glimpse of, well, me.

I'm now a Deviant too so check out my drawings:

10/07-For those of you who have asked I have every intention of finishing The Path of Pins. I promise it will happen. Its just going to take some time sadly. I'm in graduate school and working on my thesis as well as taking some very time-consuming courses that I need to do well in. Also I've had some personal problems that have needed to get worked out. BUT the story will go on. Promise.

I sang, then, a song of Gunter’s steading: a hearth-song, one of those the women had taught me, Hedwig and the others, a song of waiting, and longing, of a handsome thane dying young, in a welter of blood and sorrow, of reaping and sowing and harvest, of old age come early, and weaving by the fireside, while the snows of winter pile deep at the door. ~Jacqueline Carey, Kushiel’s Dart

There are very few problems that cannot be solved by orders ending in ‘or die.’ ~Alistar J.R. Young

Pleasure is pleasure. A remnant of strawberries, a young man’s hands, a newborn in your arms, or your own child’s changing face. Your lips to the familiar stubble of your husband’s cheek. Your tongue to the last vein of fudge in the empty carton. Pleasure is pleasure. If you have an appetite for it, you’ll find there’s plenty. Plenty to satisfy you – lick the back of the spoon. Take another, and another. Plenty. Never enough. ~Alice McDermott, “Enough”

I am a work in progress. ~Ani DeFranco

Dance is perhaps one of the truest art forms. In dance there is no medium between the artist and the creation. And how better to express human emotion, human desires, and human experience…then through the human body itself…?