Currently:
I've finally finished the rewrite to Mythics. I'm having a few friends read it so I can get some more feedback, and have been sending it out to some agent-ey people. No one seems to be biting yet. Poo. As always though, that means my crap-tastic version below is... well... crap-tastic.
I won't be posting the re-write because if it ends up getting published, no one would need to buy the book, now would they?
I have an idea for another story, but its still very much in baby stages. When I have more than a few odd outlines and character sketches I'll start posting again.
Published Stuff:
Desert Rose, my book, is for sale. You can order it at any Barnes and Noble or Amazon.com, or directly from the publishers. The sequel, Midnight Rose, is coming out this summer. Here's the site: http://mccarrenpublishing.com.
Me:
My real first name is Kat, my real middle name is Laleh. My name that you can find me at for my published stuff is Kat Momenzadeh (which is my real, ridiculously long, last name). I'm twenty years old and a junior in college (late birthday...) and I swear to you, I'm not crazy.
I am highly ambitious, extremely nitpicky with my own writing, and... I've been told... mildly massochistic, though.
That's because I'm a dancer. I've been a dancer for fifteen years (ballet, tap and jazz mostly), and a story teller since I could talk. Just ask my mommy. I've recently destroyed my feet from pointe shoes, so I've found a different sort of massochistic torture to occupy myself... CIRCUS ARTS. (This includes aerial silks, trapeze, spanish web, hammock, and con-torture... I mean, contortion.)
Updates:
Faerie Tale: Stick a fork in it, its done. This one is in desperate need of revision, but I still need to eat, breathe, dance, work and revise Mythics. This is a very loose version of a faerie tale, born from my exasperation of all faeries being portrayed as spritely, pretty, and kind. Sigh... it could defintely use some revision. And by some, I mean A LOTTTTT.
Ultra-condensed Hamlet: This is a spoof and parody of Hamlet. Its very slapstick and juvenille, but good for a cheap laugh, and succeeded in the goal of having a bunch of teenagers who don't care about Shakespeare to understand the play.
Ultra-condensed Harry Potter: This is another parody of HP. Yes, like the Hamlet one, its slapstick and silly, but was fun to write. Before you flame me on either, know I do like both Shakespeare and HP very much and I'm not attempting to demean their styles in any way by writing these. They're just a bit of fun.
Mythics: Here's the beastie that I spent a year rewriting. The current one up isnt too terrible (or so my friends assure me, despite my own opinion.) For this one, think Greek Mythology meets... er... Animorphs? That's the closes comparison I can come up with. Just go read it.
Reunited: Sequel to Mythics. Apparently I was in a funny mood when I wrote it, because a lot of the scenes are quirky. Or maybe its just the main character. She was a riot. Its not necessary to read Mythics before hand, but its helpful to get an idea of the old characters. I'm starting to feel as if this one is crap-tastic, too, so its going to be in need of a rewrite, too.
Haven: The third and final insallment of the Mythics genre. Its finally finished after what seems like a million years and surviving that rather hectic transition into college. As with the other parts of the Mythics series, this one has completley new characters, and the old ones kind of take the backburner. As such, its not necessary to read the others before hand.
Randomness:
I'm a major in English with a concentration in Secondary Education (to be a highschool teacher), and am also attempting to minor in Spanish... but I'm struggling. Damn you subjunctive. DAMMNNN YOOOUUU!!
Besides teaching in the raging hormonal pool that we call highschool, I hope to eventually get signed on with an agent who will get me into a larger publishing house than the one I'm with now. Its a long road, but I'm getting there. Slowly, but surely.
Apple pie is my kryptonite. I cannot resist it. I own more shoes than I do any other article of clothing, and I own more books than I have room for.
If you start thinking I'm creepily talented and I'm some sort of alien (I've been told it before...) just ask me to play sports. I have zero hand-eye coordination, can't catch, can't throw and can't aim. I grudgingly accept it.
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