"All writers go to hell, because they not only live bad lives, they imagine bad lives. You can't get more depraved than that!" -Old Harry's Game

"Writers are miserable, grudging drunks who just happen to know a lot of words. They're not seeking solice. No, no, as far as they're concerned, writing's an act of revenge!" "Revenge against who?" "Everybody! Everyone who isn't them and fails to see what a genius they are. If they weren't writers they'd all be serial killers!" -Old Harry's Game

Hey-o.

Who am I? I'm someone who you probably don't want to meet in real life. I'm better at spelling french than I am at spelling English, despite English being my first language. I tend to talk out loud. I'm proud to share my birthday with Fred and George Weasly. I've got a similar account on Fictionpress under the pen name M. N. Renne with a more indepth profile, but as nothing is posted there, there ain't much point in visiting.

Right now I don't have anything posted here either, as you can clearly see, but that's likely to change soon. I come up with fully developed characters and plotlines frequently, but tend to lose motivation after one or two chapters, so as a rule of thumb, I've decided not to put anything up that hasn't been already completed. The one exception is the re-written Harry Potter series with the addition of a character, aka: Kate Potter, Harry's twin. It's probably not what you're expecting. The re-working is basically meant to be a writing exercise for me.

Possible stories that may be posted:

Chasing Ghosts: As a daily prophet reporter, Lynnette is assigned to interview Harry Potter and find his reasons for switching from Auror to Quidditch star. Off the record, she plans to ask some very personal questions. Such as, what was her father, Sirius Black, like? The attraction between the two is instant and they quickly become involved. But are they dating for the right reasons?

Reputation by Association: AU. Peer pressure is an amazing thing. You are pressured, and in turn pressure others. Loyalty is king. Break away, and you face death. When the ring leaders are corrupt, you say nothing. Evil surrounds you until you become part of it yourself. As a slytherin, you are a snake, hated by the rest of the school; is it such a wonder that you hate back? You're accused of the crime, and so commit the crime. But does that mean you're inhuman? This story is not nearly as angst or drama ridden as the summary might suggest. Jane Roarke and Harry Potter are forced to sit next to each other in class. Each gains a better understanding of the other as preconceived notions are reconsidered.