Sarah is a fairly short, Caucasian female, aged twenty years. She has green eyes and red hair, ridiculously small hands and feet, chews with her mouth open and likes to pretend that she is Lily Evans and that James Potter is her boyfriend.
Stories
I am currently in the process of rewriting many of the stories that I have posted up on here in the past, and the only reason why I haven't deleted them yet is because I am rather vain and like having the ability to gaze upon my reviews whenever it strikes my fancy. Some time in the future I will overcome my alarming tendency to procrastinate and simply save the reviews on my computer. I might do it now, actually. In the meantime, I may just let you all know that these following fics (Underhanded, I find your inebriated state endearing, Seriously Misguided Judgement, Memories, The enjoyable experience that is passing notes, The Worst Punishment Imaginable, and Adjectives) are utterly terrible and I have condemned them to the fiery depths of hell. Don't read them. At least, not until I have rewritten them to suit my ever critical eye.
As for the rest of them, well, I like them. For now.
Some Links to Look At
As some of you may know, I have co-written a few humour L/J fics with my best friend cgnmoose, and they are archived at our joint account, Rude Gus. Among them you will find Haggis From Algernon, a story which seems to have achieved an odd sort of infamy at this point. Only a few months ago I came across a girl in college who has read it, which is a bit weird because I live in the arse-end of nowhere in Ireland, and I spent a considerable amount of time lamenting the fact that I live in a country that seems to remain ignorant to the fandom. Ho hum. In any case, I like it better than anything else I have ever worked on, and my best friend happens to write the most wonderfully hapless, brilliant, impossible James you could ever wish for.
An interesting side note concerning Haggis, and for all you Terry Heaney fans, he is actually based on a real person of the same name who grew up down the road from me and used to follow me around asking me what size feet I had. Once he sat next to me, handed me his CD Walkman and told me I could listen to his Stevie Wonder LP if I wanted. It was rather bizarre, to say the least. Karl is also based on a real person, but most of you probably know of Karl Pilkington anyway.
7thyeartrain is not really worked on much anymore, but it's still worth a look if you fancy a laugh.
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