My real name is Jen and I live in England.
I've been writing short stories and Poems for as long as I can remember. I discovered fanfiction about 4 years ago and I love the scope it gives to my writing.
I must admit that I am mad about Dame Maggie Smith so I will probably stick with Harry Potter fanfic for now and maybe branch out later on.

I write for the parings AD/MM and HG/MM

The End of the Affair or How a Friendship Begins Chapter 9 part 2- Now posted 27th April 2009. Morgana-Alex. I am going to end this story here, i know that is not what people will want to read but having re-read the story myself i feel i have covered the title and we are now at a point where their friendship can begin. I will at some point write the continuation of the story, How they end up happy ever after, but that will be a long time coming. my apologies to my readers who were expecting more, there is just no more to give on this one right now. MA

The End or not the End - Please do not be disheartened by my lack of updates on this story. I have misplaced my muse but should be back up to speed soon. 27th April 2009 MA

I am happy to Beta if you would like me too, just check out my profile and send me a PM

And on a personal note (quoted from lj-user DaggersBloodPain's profile): To all those who think Homophobia is wrong and want to fight for a better future for our gay and lesbian friends, please repost this into your profile:

I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian. I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman. I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights. We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time. I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room. I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me. I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again. I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear. We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men. I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me. I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman. I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman. I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male. I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men. I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual. I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I did not have to always deal with society hating me. I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind. I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love. I am the person who is afraid of telling his loving Christian parents he loves another male.

Re-post this if you believe homophobia is wrong. Please do your part to end it.