I used to write, under a penname I will not reveal.
Not that I am ashamed of the work I did then, I simply do not wish to be identified.
That aside, I am a male, 18 year old College student who has been through quite a lot, although anybody can say that. I assure you, I have seen a wide gamut of things in my time, though as I am sure there are many who have seen worse, i'll not bore anyone with my sob story. I made a new account to write, about what, I'm not sure yet. All I know as I am writing this profile is that I need an outlet, and I miss the one I used to have several years ago in Fanfiction.net.
You are free to use this new message system they seem to have up to contact me, I will remain keeping my email hidden, again for identity purposes. As of 8/10/07, you may contact me on AIM at TerminusCras if you so wish. Reviews are very welcome, as is criticism. Flames will be regarded as immature and ignored entirely.
7/28/07:
All of the positive feedback on my fanfictions has brightened my day today, Dear Readers. If a few of you saw what I used to write like back then, I don't think you could make the correllation. I have improved, I think, but I am no special case. Each and every one of us has something within, awaiting to be given form. Art, Writing, Music...there's simply so many ways our creative human natures can be used to bring forth something truly beautiful. I am by no means a perfect author, and I never will be. You don't strive to be the best among everyone. Strive to be the best you know you can be. I find that would be, in essence, more satisfying than being the best.
Each and every one of us has something within to be given form. Something that could be beautiful. Don't ever deny it a chance to grow. I implore each and every one of you whom might be reading this new addition to my profile...Even in the darkest of times, there are two things you never want to give up. Yourself, and your gift, whatever that may be.
Am I a carefree "Happy, love, sunshine" person for writing this passage? Perhaps, to some. To others, maybe it will have meaning. You see, that's the other great thing about life.
You never, ever know for sure.
-A parting write to someone who left a long time ago.
Explaining the pen name:
At first glance, it appears to be a somber identity to go by, carrying the connotations of "apocalypse", and of closure of a day yet given unto us. However, I intend for it to mean that at the end of tomorrow, any possibility is open. The world could indeed end tomorrow, or something unexpected could be given to you in the random ebbs and flows of life. My pen name is not of finality, but of hope. Hope for a better tomorrow, in essence.
With hope, there is no finality. Without finality, we may stretch ourselves into the depths of infinity.
Thank you for your time, dear reader.
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