Author has written 7 stories for Thor, Study series, Septimus Heap, Elder Scroll series, Witcher, and Downton Abbey.
You won’t be surprised to know that if you type into Google ‘What makes a good profile’ that the results are almost endless; the world and his wife seem to have logged it and given their two cents worth. The advice is, however, on the whole, uninspiring. In a cyber world of perfect strangers, grammar nazis and trolls, there seem to be an umpteen number of pitfalls just waiting to trap the unsuspecting browser. I could begin by telling you my many interests, hobbies, perhaps even my life’s aspirations; all of course in exceptionally eloquent, if somewhat flowery, English: Anything but plain, and nothing if not simple. However, I’d quite like to keep you interested, entertained; perhaps even enough for you to scroll down and peruse my collection, albeit a small one, of published work. I’d like to make you laugh, or smile at least; so here I go back to the question. What makes a good profile?
I'm a woman, who is far too concerned with clothes, shoes and make up most days, who is looking for a means of escapism. And this I tell you is why I've 'returned' to writing fanfiction.
I'm always attracted to people who are the proverbial 'baddies' in fiction, there's just something really hot about them sometimes. I love to read; fantasy is my favourite genre and I love to ship pairings that hardly anyone else does. The pairing that I'm shipping overtime at the moment is Philippa/Síle/Triss, variation on and not necessarily together... although that could work too. I'm fascinated by folklore, tarot, stories, myths and most unusual things will pique my interest. I adore classic film and don't you find that there's just something magical about watching people in black and white?
Interests: Fantasy, reading, art... obscure much.
Oh come on, it's not a proper ff profile without a whimsical and obscure quote slapped on its arse...
“She used to place her pretty arms about my neck, draw me to her, and laying her cheek to mine, murmur with her lips near my ear, “Dearest, your little heart is wounded; think me not cruel because I obey the irresistible law of my strength and weakness; if your dear heart is wounded, my wild heart bleeds with yours. In the rapture of my enormous humiliation I live in your warm life, and you shall die—die, sweetly die—into mine. I cannot help it; as I draw near to you, you, in your turn, will draw near to others, and learn the rapture of that cruelty, which yet is love; so, for a while, seek to know no more of me and mine, but trust me with all your loving spirit.”
So peruse my various literary offerings, but I beg thee not to get too attached because I a lazy bugger who never finishes anything.
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