Author has written 12 stories for CSI, and NCIS.
I live in the stunning mountains of the Southern United States, and remain convinced that there are few places on earth as pure and beautiful. I am in my late thirties and in total denial about it, though I love this time in my life. I have a husband who is absolutely the most perfect mate God could have blessed me with, and three kiddos that he and I utterly adore. If I come across as being obsessed with my husband and kids, it's only because I am.
Loves: my husband and kids (What? I covered that already? My bad), the red hair on 2/3 of my offspring, reading anything I can get my hands on, sleep, steaming hot bubble baths, the smell of my husband, the way I feel after I work out, a really good meal, junk food (hence the need for the aforementioned workouts), my husband's hilarious diatribes, a great glass of wine, my job (hot DAMN, I love going to work every day!), designer clothes, organizing, pictures, the South, summer thunderstorms, grilling, bonfires, cats, bird-watching, manis/pedis, my Chacos, God, a really good clearance sale, movies, TV, Dave Matthews, Jimmy Buffett, Disney World, our timeshare, bourbon (and yes, I loved bourbon BEFORE becoming obsessed with one Leroy Jethro Gibbs, thankyouverymuch), travelling (putting a new stamp in my passport is like an instant orgasm for me), capitalism, conservative politics, Neal Boortz, and lots of other things. :)
I adore the South and (nearly) everything about it. I love our accents, manners, and traditions. The men I know live by the motto, "If you love Southern women, raise your glass. If not, raise your standards." We live for SEC football, but the guys wear ties and jackets to games, while the girls wear cashmere and pearls. Southern women can drink with the boys and maintain their manners the entire time. Southern men still hold doors open for women and will stop on the side of the road to help anyone in trouble. We still pull over for funeral processions and we flip out when it snows. I love to travel, but I always find my way back home to the South.
Hardcore DISLIKES: James Joyce, liberals, socialism (see previous), nausea, root beer, rain (unless it comes with thunder and lightning, in which case I love it!), insomnia, close-toed shoes, Wal-Mart, retarded high school dropout celebrities who want to tell me who to vote for when they couldn't even SPELL the word Constitution, laundry, teen pregnancy, reality TV, cold weather, polka music, teenager students who think they're smarter than I am, chapped lips, phrases like "sry I suk at summarys PLZ read and review anyway!!!!!!", and a whole bunch of other stuff. (Yeah, I'm easily annoyed and somewhat of an elitist when it comes to intellectual matters; sue me. I'm really not a bitch, though...I promise).
My fanfic: CSI and NCIS, although I have plans for more (namely, ST:TNG) in the future. If you read my stuff, you should know this: I like angst. I really do. But...that said, I can rarely stop myself from allowing my angst to eventually descend into fluff. Call me sappy--it's okay. I'm at peace with my inner fluff queen.
You should also know that when it comes to updating, I have two speeds: lightning, and snail. I will either update, like...every day, or...it will be weeks. Sorry. Please remember that I have a husband, three children, a demanding job, and lots of community responsibilities. Also, I love reviews, like everyone else, but UNLIKE nearly everyone else on this site, I will NEVER beg for them, and I will absolutely, positively, never hold a story hostage to reviews (i.e.: "I'm not updating until I get ten reviews!"). Absolutely maddening and juvenile. And if I see that written anywhere in a story that I am reading, I will A) make it a point to NOT review your story, and B) more than likely stop reading both that story and pretty much anything else you care to write and post. Just saying. End rant.
Also (and I referenced this above), if your summary looks like this: "Jenny dint really dye shes in hiding with her and jethros baby sry i suk at summrys PLZ read n review anyway PLZ!!!!!" I promise you I will run as far away as possible. Crappy writing irritates me to death, and it's all I can do to restrain myself from clicking on it for the SOLE purpose of flaming you. Please. Do us all a favor and either A) stop writing altogether or B) wait until you're out of, you know, middle school before attempting to write anything else.
My 'ships: Sara/Grissom, Picard/Crusher, and Jibbs.
The final chapter(s) of Thaw have been mentally written for YEARS. However, I gave up, figuring it had been so long, no one would be interested. But having just re-read the story out of curiosity, I have begun to reconsider. I may yet type it all out and post.