Author has written 3 stories for Phantom of the Opera, and Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde.
Hello everyone. I'm a thirty-four year old (wanna-be) writer and wife, mother of two fur-babies and intense fan-girl of Phantom of the Opera, Star Wars, Attack on Titan, Doctor Who and sometimes gamer.
You might be coming here for the first time or maybe you read my stuff years ago when I first began to write and followed my phan phic, An Eternity of This. Either way, thank you for being here and reading, for leaving comments whether they be constructive criticism or encouragement. I appreciate it all.
However, if your intent is to troll or flame or point out the obvious and tell me I update too slowly, you can keep it to yourself. I've had a lot of it over the years and you're not going to say anything someone hasn't said before. I write slowly. Sometimes I don't write at all. I have had health issues for several years now and a very long, very drawn out struggle with infertility that robbed me of any and all inspiration. I have anxiety and depression and while hateful comments no longer hurt me, they're still damned annoying. I don't write for other people, even though I appreciate it when others enjoy my writing. Of course I do. But I write for myself. If that makes me a bad writer, then...that's what I am.
Sorry for the rant. I know most of you that follow me are awesome and supportive and I appreciate you so much.
Much thanks goes out to Musique, who has been a sounding board and the most patient and best of friends. Thanks for putting up with my crap. Because I know he checks in on my page, thank you to my husband, Nick, who encourages my writing and listens to me bitch about it. I love you.
Works in progress:
An Eternity of This: An E/OW novel length fic based upon the 2004 movie.
Soto no Hito: A Kay based fic, during the brief, unexplained period of his life in Asia. Set in Edo-Era Japan. Co-Authored with Musique et Amour, or Masque de Nuit off of PFN. Under the penname of Musique et Mandy
The Space Between: Originally titled Boulevard of Broken Dreams. A fic I've been kicking around for a while. Originally supposed to be a one-shot contest entry between ScarlettWeasel and I.
SUMMARY: A disfigured and impoverished Korean War veteran finds his only solice in music and the sight of a shopkeep whom he can never touch. A young, single mother finds her joy in her son's eyes and the song of a solitary street musician whom she can't get out of her head. Howfar is the space between two lonely souls?