As a fangirl myself and with fellow fangirl friends, I have been well-acquainted with fanfiction over the years. It did seem a little creepy and stalkerish but I appreciated the occasional, undiscovered literary brilliance and that was about it. Oh, it was also good for procrastinating.

But then...

I discovered Doctor Who. (Isn't that just the tagline for all Whovians?)

It took the TARDIS and the titanic of all shippings to bring me to my knees and I now unashamedly, a fanfictioner.

OTP: Rose/Ten. Forever, bro. FOREVER. But I do ship Fred/Hermione.

FANDOMS: Whovian, Potterhead, Starkid, Nerdfighter, Killjoy, Sinner, Parawhore, Hustler

However, I don't think I'll be writing any bandom fics.

This is the point where I say I should really get out more.

No thank you.

I am perfectly happy behind my computer screen.

Except when Doomsday happens. Cause that hurts.

Thank you to PrivateRadio who kindly betas all my 3:00am sloppiness. I am still waiting for the day when I get an email from her saying: "why did you write 'taco' in the middle of this sentence?"

She works quickly, motivates me to keep updating, fangirls with me over Rose/Ten via iMessage and gives good feedback in the form of "OHMYGOD TEARS MY CREYS ROES AND DOKTAH I CANT MY FEELS". She's amazing and she co-writes Everything I Ever Dreamed with me. Go check her out!

Besides my little songficlets, I have a proper fic with a plot and everything happening. It's a work in progress and will be posted soon as I'm pretty much done writing it.

I solemnly swear I will complete a story.