"If your
life is sweet heavenly bliss, it will never be told by me." --
Anonymous
I won't get
into any gruesome details. I am a writer, at 22; a former gymnast,
and have always been a dancer at heart. I worship celebrities like
nobody's business, believing them to be above me, outright.
I have a two
year-old daughter, who I named after my favorite figure skater, Sasha
Cohen. I like to use the lyrics of the song I've dedicated to her
to describe my relationship to her as her mother. Edwin McCain's
voice belts the beautiful words that sink into my life like a cookie
cutter into dough: You're my survival, You're my living proof,
My love is alive, and not dead.
My daughter
reaffirms life for me while I struggle with illnesses that keep from
being able to be the kind of mother I always had dreamed of being.
These illnesses affect me in all areas, including creative outlets.
You write what you know, and I can picture Frodo softly telling Gollum
of Gandalf's words: He said your life was a sad story...
Mine is, as
well. That is why I write about pain. It is all that I
understand, and anymore, all that I'm able to comprehend. Until
one of the loves of my life drags me up from the depths and gives me the
glow of their sunshine.
I write in so
many fandoms, because I've always been one to love so many things.
And fiercely. My greatest love (second to my daughter) is Elijah
Wood. I have been romantacizing about him being a part of my life
without ever having set foot in it since I was sixteen years old, and
first saw 'The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring'.
Frodo's journey, his suffering, was something that automatically called
me to him, as a character. But the love went beyond -- and it was
Elijah that I truly loved. I've come to love him in all of his
forms, whether he's playing a talkative panty-stealer, a flesh eating
killer, or my beloved and wonderful Frodo. He's the most beautiful
man alive.
Next to him
stands the figure skater, Sasha Cohen, who I have loved for very nearly
as long. I discovered her mere months after my Elijah fetish took
over my senses. And then there's Johnny Weir, who burst onto my
screen, bold and beautiful and emotional, and I fell in love.
Skating is something that I could talk about for ages, if only I could
find anyone who shared the interest, and could stand me at the same
time. ;P
Fandoms:
Everwood
<3, Gilmore Girls,
Smallville, Supernatural,
7th Heaven, Veronica Mars,
Dawson's Creek,
Angel, Felicity, Sex and the City,
Buffy the Vampire Slayer,
Friends, Will and Grace, Charmed,
Roswell,
LOTR RPS,
Figure Skating RPF,
Boy Band RPF, The Lord of the Rings, Pirates of the Caribbean, Brokeback
Mountain, V.C. Andrews
novels, particularly Flowers in the Attic...
I always feel
as though I'm leaving something out, and it's always because I do.
But when you have so many loves and the swiss cheese brain of mine with
the close to zero factor memory, it's difficult to remember always.
Even if you love something so very much.
To list the
amount of people I 'ship would fry my brain and annoy you with its
length. Just know that in fanfiction, I am open to almost
anything. I'll read everything that comes my way, and I will
comment every time. As I run a couple of archives, I enjoy hearing
about any and all stories that in any way touch my fandoms.
If we seem to
have anything in common, or you're intrigued in some way, you're welcome
to wander over to my
LJ.
I will admit to you that much of it is emo in that my illness has a vast
span over me. But I delight in making new friends, and finding new
authors to cherish. I am someone who feeds the writer -- I am the
feedback whore. I don't think I've ever read a story and not left
a note to let the author know that I was there, and to let them know
what I enjoyed. Because there can be something good found in any
piece of writing, I believe. Maybe that's the beta in me speaking.
Me, in a
kajillion words. I give you kudos and cookies for reading this far
down the page. Now, please enjoy the rest of the site while you
munch.
