| Eat A Peach |
Author has written 2 stories for Saiyuki. Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach? I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach. I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each. I do not think that they will sing to me. - The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock, T. S. Eliot Righto. Fourteen next year, addicted to Chinese tea (the strong kind - the kind that's a deep shade of brown and makes your mouth dry), female, and currently struggling to think of things to say here. So...I decided to try writing fanfiction. I'm average at it, but I'm working on that, so just put up with me until then, however long that is. There will be time to murder and create, And time for all the works and days of hands That lift and drop a question on your plate; Time for you and time for me, And time yet for a hundred indecisions, And for a hundred visions and revisions, Before the taking of a toast and tea. - The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock, T. S. Eliot (Again. What a surprise. Especially since my very pen name is from that poem.) Toast and tea sounds pretty good right now. | |||||