Author has written 27 stories for Doctor Who, Charlie Bone, and Torchwood.
IMPORTANT NOTE: I'm on hiatus as of 28th August 2009. Children of Earth and its aftermath have been a little too much for me to happily cope with, so I'm retiring from fandom completely as to focus on finishing my novel, Sonata.
However, I am still contactable through the messaging system, my email and my LiveJournal.
My mottos for writing: "STORY FIRST STORY FIRST STORY FIRST" & "Without conflict, there is no story."
As a beta-reader, I'm always willing to help out on whatever aspect of a story that others need help on - be it spelling and grammar, character voices, plot-lines, pacing, description, or anything else that you can think of. Just drop me a PM with the story/question/request for help/SOS in and I'll do my utmost to help you out. NOTE: I am only continuing beta-reading for people that I am already beta-reading for, so no new people. I'm struggling to cope with all the requests! If I haven't got around to beta-reading your story and I've promised to, then I am really, really sorry and will try my best to get around to doing so. It might be an idea to find somebody else to do it for you - I can't make any promises as to how long it will take me to find the time!
WRITING AND WORDS
If you steal from one author, it's plagiarism. If you steal from many, it's research.
The way British publishing works, you go from not being published no matter how good you are, to being published no matter how rubbish you are.
The word 'duck' is 75 obscene.
Why is 'abbreviated' such a long word?
Love is love, be it between two men, two women, or a man and a woman. Why should it matter?
Love is the most valuable thing in the universe; why should loving be a bad thing?
Copy this into your profile if you believe homophobia is wrong. Please do your part to end it.
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.
1) Being gay is not natural. People always reject unnatural things like eyeglasses, polyester, liposuction and air conditioning.
2) Gay marriage will encourage people to be gay, in the same way that hanging around tall people will make you tall.
3) Legalizing gay marriage will open the door to all kinds of crazy behaviour. People may even wish to marry their pets because a dog has legal standing and can sign a marriage contract.
4) Straight marriage has been around a long time and hasn't changed at all; women are still property, blacks still can't marry whites, and divorce is still illegal.
5) Straight marriage will be less meaningful if gay marriage were allowed; the sanctity of Britney Spears' 55-hour just-for-fun marriage would be destroyed.
6) Straight marriages are valid because they produce children. Gay couples, infertile couples, and old people shouldn't be allowed to marry because our orphanages aren't full yet, and the world needs more children.
7) Obviously gay parents will raise gay children, since straight parents only raise straight children.
8) Gay marriage is not supported by religion. In a theocracy like ours, the values of one religion are imposed on the entire country. That's why we have only one religion in America.
9) Children can never succeed without a male and a female role model at home. That's why we as a society expressly forbid single parents to raise children.
People everywhere confuse what they read in newspapers with news.
Journalism mainly consists of say 'Lord Smith is dead' to people that never knew Lord Smith was alive in the first place.
Personally, I love them. Great to read, and handy to swat flies with, too.
I'm an atheist. I don't believe in any God; I think that there is nothing after death, only oblivion.
I like it. It can be surprisingly useful.
Everybody is a pacifist between wars. It's like being a vegetarian between meals.
"-What do we do if we happen to tread on a mine, sir?
- Normal procedure, lieutenant, is to jump 200 feet into the air and scatter oneself over a wide area." (Lieutenant Georgie and Captain Blackadder, Blackadder Goes Forth)
When a piece gets difficult, make faces.
The Irish gave the bagpipes to the Scots as a joke. The Scots haven't seen the joke yet.
Music hath charms to soothe the savage beast - but I'd try a revolver first.
TORCHWOOD & DOCTOR WHO
Janto all the way; just the name 'Gwack' puts me off, and that's before I've even got started on how Jack and Gwen would clash…
R.I.P. Ianto, Owen and Tosh. :'-( You will be sorely missed.