Well, hello there! Welcome to my profile.

Some information about me:
Name: Elissa
Gender: Female
Religion: Christian

Hobbies: Writing, reading, drawing, watching TV
Dislikes: Homework. Gross.
Favourite book: Lots of 'em. Mostly what I write for, and books by my favourite authors.
Favourite movie: The Thief Lord, To Save A Life, Narnia, The Avengers
Favourite television show: Doctor Who, Sherlock, Supernatural, Firefly
Favourite authors: C. S. Lewis, Cornelia Funke, Ted Dekker, Erin Hunter, Victor Hugo, Alexander Dumas

I am part of the Grammar Police - Elissa Penworthy, recruit

Story Themes and Plans:

1. The Change: Complete: one-shot. Eustace is at school and is tempted to return to his pre-Narnia self.

2. A Stranger in the Forest: Complete: one-shot. Greypaw's POV for the first chapter of Into the Wild.

3. The Question: Complete: one-shot. Fang proposes to Max. (This is for all of you who think I can't write romance. Ha.)

4. Light in the Dark: In progress. Pena's parents died and she had to run away from her insane brother. She meets the gang and they take her in. Chapters 15 and 16 explain the changes from the original story, but please try to read it in order.

5. Reflection of a Thief: Complete: one-shot. Scipio's POV after Victor goes to his house. He has a flashback of right before he runs into Riccio, Mosca, and Hornet.

6. Lingering Nightmares: In progress. Some Narnia-influenced dreams.
People: (Bold ones are done)
Lucy
Edmund
Peter
Susan
Eustace

7. In Aslan's Time: Complete: one-shot. After the train wreck, Peter's fiance (Anna) and Susan talk about Narnia, Aslan's country, and their family. (I was working on a story about Anna/Peter, but I didn't get it done in time for NFFR's Secret Santa. So maybe you'll see that published later.)

8. Corpses, Christmas, and Carcasses: Complete: one-shot Christmas!fic. John insists on a Christmas tree for the flat. What could go wrong, right?

vVvVvVv

Girls
are like
apples on trees.
The best ones are
at the top of the tree.The
boys don't want to reach
for the good ones because they
are afraid of falling and getting hurt.
Instead, they just get the rotten apples
from the ground that aren't as good,
but easy. So the apples at the top think
something is wrong with them, when in
reality, they're amazing. They just
have to wait for the right boy to
come along, the one who's
brave enough to
climb all
the way
to the top
of the tree

OBITUARY FOR THE LATE MR. COMMON SENSE

Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape.

He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as: Knowing when to come in out of the rain; why the early bird gets the worm; Life isn't always fair; and Maybe it was my fault.Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more than you can earn) and reliable strategies (adults, not children, are in charge). His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place. Reports of a 6 year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition.

Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job that they themselves had failed to do in disciplining their unruly children. It declined even further when schools were required to get Parental consent to administer Calpol, sun lotion or a band-aid to a student; but could not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.

Common Sense lost the will to live as the Ten Commandments became contraband; churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment than their victims.

Common Sense took a beating when you couldn't defend yourself from a burglar in your own home and the burglar could sue you for assault.

Common Sense finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her lap, and was promptly awarded a huge settlement.

Common Sense was preceded in death by his parents, Truth and Trust; his wife, Discretion; his daughter, Responsibility; and his son, Reason.

He is survived by his 3 stepbrothers; I Know My Rights, Someone Else Is To Blame, and I'm A Victim. Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone. If you still remember him, pass this on. If not, join the majority and do nothing.