Author has written 4 stories for Inuyasha.
Well, shucks. It seems I really am back.
~TP: S & K is finally -Finally!- edited. Only took me 7 years.
~WLL is under construction, because I messed that one over like you wouldn't believe. I've thrown out everything I had in my files on it, only the prompt chapter will stay, and it is going to be awhile before I sort it out. Weeks, months, maybe another 7 years? Sorry, but teenage angst and metaphysics (damn the debate team!) isn't really my shtick anymore.
~TP: I & R is probably gonna have another chapter. I have an idea rolling in my head, and I think it could help with peoples' dissatisfaction over Inu's intentions. Or infuriate. Whatever happens.
~STC. What can I say. The one story I actually put effort towards, and felt moderately satisfied with, and no one likes it. You have no idea how funny I find that. I'm gonna finish it. I like it, it makes me happy, and it's still the only story I haven't second guessed every little plot device and character action. That may be the problem... I'm keeping the original outline, adding some new ideas, and editting of course, but mostly the same.
2009 April 07
I was adrift in a sea of darkness and despair. The evils that surrounded me, held me in their spiteful embrace, laughed at my turmoil and anguish. Snatching at my soul and carrying it away bit, by mournful bit. I bobbed and floated for a time until the sickly globs of self-loathing and bitterness dragged me beneath its surface, suffocating my will. Further and further I slid down the slippery slope of wrongness; lost in prickly discomfort, tossed about as if my pride weighed nothing. Hope eventually reached out to me though a loving embrace. Arms extended to hold and protect, while warding off any old or new unpleasantness that might seek to force me to its path. Eventually, such tender care brought me back to reality; it brought me back to you, my readers. Well, actually, no, that’s not true. Basically, I’ve been a lazy, lousing bastard. It happens every once in a while, but like any good plague, I’ll keep coming back for more. Mwhahahahaha… Right… (FYI: Yes, I know ‘lousing’ is not a word, but I like it none-the-less.)
Boom Boom Boom. I want you in my room.
I cannot spell.(That would be just evil and wrong!)