FRENCH THE LLAMA WHO ARE YOU?!?

Oh...right. Internet Strangers.

Hi.

I'm Taylor.

I've been on the site for a while now...though not really legitimately. I only recently started posting stories, and only very recently did they stop being so horrible that I was ashamed. But we all have to start from somewhere, right? =)

I'm a 16 year old girl who may have a bit of an unhealthy relationship with...certain fandoms. I blame my father. Ever since he handed me that Millennium Falcon, I have been obsessed with any and all scifi/fantasy I could get my hands on.

So I'm sort of weird...

But don't worry. I'm not insane. I won't bite.

I currently have a few stories posted on the site. 1 Star Wars one I reccomend avoiding. It is terrible. Like, not just the 'terrible' authors say when they aren't completely happy with a chapter, but truly horrid. 1 American Dragon one that I began on a whim whilst reliving my childhood by watching the show again and it constantly being on my mind...still trying to finish that one. I'm finding it to be quite challenging as I am not in love with the fandom anymore. Then I have 1 Harry Potter one. It is the only one I am actually happy with, and the only one I am not having trouble completing. There's a Doctor Who/Harry Potter crossover I've done that sort of has taken the turn of a the-doctor-visits-the-harry-potter-world-and-helps-rowling-write-the-books thing...And probably my favorite: a Legend of Zelda one shot about the hand that lives inside the toilet.

I go through obsessive phases. But for example, when I started the ADJL one of questionable quality, I was, for some reason, OBSESSED with the show. But then Deathly Hallows came out and I read the book again before seeing it and then I became stuck on Harry Potter. Now it's Merlin. So if you're looking at my math homework and you're very confused as to why my word problems all seem to be about Gwaine and his wonderful ale, or the quickest route Merlin can take to escape the guards, or calculating the odds Arthur has against twenty men when all he has is a sword and his manservant...don't be. Just except it and move on. In a month or so those names will be replaced by something else...maybe.

Also don't be surprised when I guard my Spiderman notebook with my life.

RANTING CORNER: because my brother will be quite grateful for me to shut up.

RANT OF THE DAY IS: Reviewers who are too nice.

You've all seen those fics that have tons of reviews, all praising their work which happens to be utter crap. Sometimes that my even occur in your own stories. People tell you your crap is great so you continue to write crap and you never will get any better. If my writing is crap, tell me it's crap. please. I came across a Harry Potter story the other day that needed SO much help it wasn't even funny. The poor girl had used a total of four punctuation marks in her entire first chapter. Run on sentences galore - none of which made any sense whatsoever. And all the reviews she was getting were "oh this is so good! please update soon!". Now, I'm not saying she deserves flaming. No one does. That would be another thing that irks me. But seriously people. If it takes you five readings of the sentence to get any meaning out of it whatsoever, by all means tell them that. They won't get any better if you never do! And if they can improve on their utter crap, future flamers won't have anything to flame.

My first story I kept getting compliments on, even though it was completely rushed, the dialogue was dry, and the entire 'plot' was based around my desire to have a spy in the Jedi Order, despite there already being one - Palpatine. I also went to great lengths to keep a certain character alive though there was absolutely no reason for her to be alive. Her captors obviously would have killed her off, because I gave them no reason not to.

SO. DON'T hand out compliments. CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM PEOPLE!

STRANGE THINGS YOU MIGHT WANT TO KNOW ABOUT TAYLOR!

She has managed to shut down an airport and call in a bomb squad all by the possession, or lack thereof, of a single piece of luggage.

Her father has met the head of the Japanese Mafia...in a bathhouse, no less.

When she was six, she was conivinced she would grow up to be a Corporate Bankruptcy Attorney, and could talk your ear off about insider trading, though now hasn't the slightest clue what her younger self's dream job entails, and frankly, doesn't give a crap.

And, last but probably least strange...her German name is Hedwig, and she is extremely proud of that fact.

Now go read my Harry Potter one. And might I remind you that the 1st fanfiction in the Star Wars corridor is strictly off limits to those of you who do not with to die a painful death. By which I mean brain implosion via the quality or lack thereof.