Author has written 8 stories for Harry Potter, and Lord of the Rings.
I am female, 19 years old, currently living in Scotland and studying for a degree in English; I'm an avid reader who also loves to write. Favourite books include the Harry Potter series, William Golding's Lord of the Flies, Richard Adams' Watership Down, Susan Hill's Strange Meeting, Toni Morrison's Beloved, Sebastian Faulks' Birdsong, Charles Terrot's An Alligator Named Daisy, Chris Woodings's Poison, Winifred Watson's Miss Pettigrew Lives for a Day, Hester Burton's In Spite of All Terror, Louis de Bernières's Captain Corelli's Mandolin and the fairy tales of the Brothers Grimm, as well as anything by any of the following writers:
I can't recommend any of the above works or authors highly enough.
What originally started me writing? Simple - envy. I was a tiny kid just out of nursery. It was the end of the day, and I was sitting on the rug with the rest of my class for show-and-tell, listening to one of the boys talk about the "book" his Mum had helped him make. It was only a few sheets of paper stapled together, with a Power Ranger on the cover and nothing on the inside, but my teacher was thrilled with it - she cooed over it, gave the boy a gold star and put the "book" in pride of place, smack in the middle of the display shelf.
Like a lot of kids, I was an attention seeker. I wasn't happy that the "book" had received so much praise (not to mention a much-coveted gold star) and my "artwork" merely a smile and a well done. I decided to make a book too - except mine would be better. Mine was going to be a proper big girl's book with words inside.
That night, I sat down with my Grandad and dictated a story about a little girl going on an outing to the fair. He found me a sheaf of plain A4 paper and helped me copy my story out, one sentence to a page, left me to illustrate it and then stapled it all together when I was done. Me and Grandad making "books" together became a bit of a weekly tradition. As I got further into school I found I didn't need to dictate the stories to him any more - I could write them myself - but I always gave them to him for approval before I showed anybody else. I've never looked back; I've been writing constantly since then. As I grew up I became more secretive about my work, hiding it from all but my siblings and a few close friends, to whom I often granted cameos - and then my Grandad died. He never got to see the best of my stuff; possibly he was unaware that I still wrote at all.
This coincided with me finding a Lord of the Rings fanfiction site. I "lurked" for a while, then eventually decided it was time to start sharing again. I began to post Tolkien-related stories there, followed by original work on its sister site, then I expanded into other fandoms...and that brings me more or less up to date.
I'd like to say some thankyou's before I shut up - firstly, to my readers, for taking the time to check out my work. Secondly, to everyone who's reviewed my stories, for all your help and encouragement - it's greatly appreciated, believe me. Thirdly, to the other authors on this site whose works have given me so much pleasure, especially those who are on my Favourites list. Read their stories; they're all wonderful.
And last but not least, to Grandad, of course. God bless.
A NOTE ON MY STORIES
I write for five fandoms - Tolkien, Harry Potter, Star Wars, Pirates of the Caribbean and Jane Austen. My work is currently either scattered across various sites archiving only stories from these fandoms or hiding away in various folders on my hard drive; I'm trying to upload the most polished versions of each story onto this site so I've got all my up-to-date drafts in one place. Three of them are WIPs (Second Chance and Three in the Tolkien fandom, First Elements in HP), and if updates are slow then I'm very sorry - I'll either be in the middle of a busy period at university or working on my original fic. I can't promise I'll be getting any of them finished any time soon, but I do promise not to start uploading anything I have little or no intention of seeing through to the end, or anything that's currently on hiatus.