Author has written 6 stories for Rurouni Kenshin, Death Gate Cycle, Dragonlance, Janet Evanovich, Death Note, and Final Fantasy VII.
Long time no see, fanfiction.net...
I have been away for a very long time, and I know it. I have recently become adicted to Gaiaonline, and even a bit before that, Deviantart. But it is actually because of Gaia that I am back again. I am involved in a VincentxHojo guild (from FFVII) and in our liabrary I have found a fic written by a writer here. The first fic is called "Once A Man". For three days I read this fic and its sequal and have become completely enthralled. And because of this, I have found my passion to write once more. I shall name this new muse Chick, after a charachter in this inspiring fic, and will dedicate my next work to the author of "Once A Man" if my newst work becomes successful. Thankyou so much, for giving me my inspiration back Tamlin.
So, I'm back again... sorta. My entire family has been disgustingly sick over the past month so I haven't been doing anything much besides sleeping and mindlessly reading school books... and the occasional fanfic when I get bored. I have actually been working on a SaiXNaru fic though that shall most likely go up soon after I talk to my beta's. As to In the Closet Syndrome... that is on hold as most of you have noticed. Honestly I had most of the second chapter written... when I decided I hated it and re-wrote it... and then I re-wrote it again, and again. So! Considering the fact I have no idea what I want to actually want to put INTO the second chapter yet (since everything I have tried doesn't work) It's temperarily on hold. (But please! If anyone has any ideas pm them to me... I don't know when my muse will be back from vacation!! #_# )Trust, most of you will know when its finally updated. Cheers!
(found this on AvengingMyInnocence's profile and I think its AMAZING) V
Homophobia is wrong, it needs to stop full stop.
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
Yeah, I said it!!
GET USED TO IT!!
So, I'm back up and running again. Last night I was playing Crisis Core and I figured out how to write a SexphirothXZack! _ The prologue is now up and I am starting on Chapter 1. While the prologue is short, it was only meant to introuce where in the storyline the fic begins, so the rest of the chapters I plan on beging a whole lot longer. Wish me luck as I write chapter 1!