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I don't know what life has yet to offer me, but I know that whatever is in store has to include writing. 

I'm an English major, minoring in Creative Writing at York University. I'm currently going into my fourth year and all is well. I find inspiration everywhere (one time while in the shower and the dammed words kept disappearing after I wrote them on the foggy glass doors) and I may have tons of random scraps of paper with scribbles on them, unnamed documents on my blackberry, or short sentences on my iPod touch. 

As you can see, I am an addict when it comes to writing. 

I have a bad habit of not finishing my projects though, so I might be pumped to keep writing more if I get feedback and such... since it means that others are checking my works out. 

 I apologize if I take forever to check out your stuff, but I will; after all, I keep my word. I also apologize if my critique is too picky... I tend to look at the smallest of things.

• I like monkeys, the colour pink, random poetry, teen novels (since I want to be a teen novelist, despite my age). 
• I love my mom since she practically raised me on her own after my dad died when I was 12.
• I sabotage myself by thinking too much, maybe that's why I had so much teen angst (lol). 
• My trust is rarely given out to anyone who isn't in my close group of friends. 
• I have big dreams but I am afraid of when they start to come true. 
• English is my second language, though I came here when I was seven; Spanish is my first language. 
• I like to read when everyone else is out partying. 
• I don't know where I stand in life, love, and other things--but I do know that writing will always be there for me, waiting to hear me vent. 
• Writing has helped me more than I can ever understand... even if it took me a while to find that out.

Feel free to ask for suggestions and thank you for checking out my stuff, I really appreciate it!

Working on:

• The Haunting of My Sister
• Moonlit Wolf
• Lockwood Entrapment

Occasionally I write poetry, but that's more when I am in school and feel the influences of my Creative Writing class. 

Finished Works:

• Jenna Louise
• Avery Jones

Works I wish I'd finished:

• Angel Child
• To End a Life
• The Truth Series

Here's a poem that I think shows how we can't fear the end because it comes when we least expect it... so instead of fearing the inevitable, live the time you're given. In my case, I write whether others like it or not :)

Because I could not stop for Death – 
He kindly stopped for me – 
The Carriage held but just Ourselves – 
And Immortality.

We slowly drove – He knew no haste
And I had put away
My labor and my leisure too,
For His Civility – 

We passed the School, where Children strove
At Recess – in the Ring – 
We passed the Fields of Gazing Grain – 
We passed the Setting Sun – 

Or rather – He passed us – 
The Dews drew quivering and chill – 
For only Gossamer, my Gown – 
My Tippet – only Tulle – 

We paused before a House that seemed
A Swelling of the Ground – 
The Roof was scarcely visible –  T
he Cornice – in the Ground – 

Since then – 'tis Centuries – and yet
Feels shorter than the Day
I first surmised the Horses' Heads
Were toward Eternity – 

-Emily Dickinson

D.