Gender: female

Age: I was born in 1980. You do the math. I don't want to have to keep up with it because I am lazy incarnate. *nods*

Favorites: Hellsing, Vampire Knight (Zero fan), Kuroshitsuji, Ouran Host Club, Laurell K. Hamilton (Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter), Mercedes Lackey (too many series to list), Sherrilyn Kenyon (Dark Hunter series)

In case no one noticed, I have a thing for vampires. My original stories are almost all vampire related. My vampires do not sparkle. They do have fangs.

Yes, I read Twilight. Yes, I enjoyed it. No, I do not think Stephanie Meyer is a literary genius. Yes, I believe Alucard would kick Edward's butt up one side and down the other...and I would pay good money to see that happen.

I don't write a whole lot of fanfiction, but if it helps to inspire my original works and stretch my creative muscles, I may do more of it. Update--apparently, I *do* write a lot of fanfic. The bug has bitten. That's okay, though, because I'm having a blast.

Currently, I'm working on two main Hellsing fics, one of which I hope to complete soon so I can start working on my original fiction more.

I've started a fictionpress page for some of my original work which can be found here: http://www.fictionpress.com/falconstorm Feel free to check it out. I'm a self-professed attention whore, so I welcome any and all comments and reviews.

"Don't only practice your art,
but force your way into its secrets,
for it, and knowledge, can raise men to the Divine."

--Ludwig Von Beethoven

Theme song!

Storytime

Twas the night before
When all through the world
No words, no dreams, then one day

A writer by a fire
Imagined all Gaia
Took a journey into a child-mans heart

A painter on the shore
Imagined all the world
Within a snowflake on his palm

Unframed by poetry
A canvas of awe
Planet Earth falling back into the stars

I am the voice of Never-Never-Land
The innocence, the dreams of every man
I am the empty crib of Peter Pan

A silent kite against the blue, blue sky
Every chimney, every moonlit sight
I am the story that will read you real
Every memory that you hold dear

I am the journey
I am the destination
I am the home
The tale that reads you

A way to taste the night
The elusive high
Follow the madness
Alice, you know once did

Imaginarium
A dream emporium
Caress the tales
And they will dream you real

A storytellers game
Lips that intoxicate
The core of all life is a limitless chest of tales

I am the voice of Never-Never-Land
The innocence, the dreams of every man
I am the empty crib of Peter Pan

A silent kite against the blue, blue sky
Every chimney, every moonlit sight
I am the story that will read you real
Every memory that you hold dear

I am the voice of Never-Never-Land
The innocence, the dreams of every man
Searching heavens for another Earth

--Nightwish