Hey there. I am a frustrated writer who has decided to take the plunge and put on paper a lot of the thoughts rolling around in my head. I sit here with Emmett, my African Gray, and we try to get it all down. Sometimes it gets a little hard when he decides to start whistling the theme to The Andy Griffith Show, or the Woo Hoo song from Kill Bill. We've spent months trying to learn "What's Bella Say? Edward, Edward, Edward." Unfortunately it's coming out "What's Della ssss? Edward, Edward, Edward." Emmett would call that an "Oops, uh oh."
The story isn't canon, but provides an alternate universe for characters that we love and would like some more interaction with. This story may not be for everyone. It won't sex you up, but may titillate. The characters will discuss love and loss, and will definitely throw curve balls at you. You may not have the stomach for it. That's okay. Walk with me through Nevis as long as you can. It's a beautiful, almost real place in my head. I'd like it to be that way for you too. However, please don't duck under the police tape at the end of the walk. There are too many other places in my head that you wouldn't want to go, and quite frankly, I'm not exactly sure how I would get you back out again.
Ciao for now.
P.S. In case you were wondering, Emmett is not named for the Twilight character, but for the clown Emmett Kelly. African Grey's klutz around on big goofy feet. Oh, and Emmett had a pedicure yesterday. Thanks for asking.