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AGE: 34
LOC: United States
GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: November 09

I am a mother of a 12 year old boy, who is a great kid. I am engaged to a wonderful man. Our dog and four cats are kind enough to share a nice home with us ;) I am most at home outdoors, though. I love camping and canoeing and hiking and caving (not officially spelunking, I don’t think, lol) and climbing-another non-regulated reckless adventure I risk at almost any opportunity.

I have been dabbling with writing for many years, and also in different spurts throughout my life.

I have a ton of ideas and am trying to get as many of my plots written as possible, so I have something to come back to when the well runs dry, so to speak ;)

I give thorough, well thought out and honest constructive criticism in my reviews. I always welcom…

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11 Reviews   5 Comments
I watched from behind the thick row of Pines as the dark-haired woman crept out the back door of her home. In a hooded, cream-colored cloak, she followed the stone path through her labyrinth of floral and herbal gardens, plucking selectively from plants and making her way to the open ceiling gazebo. Her Victorian home was very private, but a sneaky eight-year-old can outdo a professional spy any day. She lit a fire in the center and strategically threw the herbs and flowers she'd collected. S...
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4 Reviews   0 Comments
She wore a dark, hooded cloak and snuck out to the backyard of her Victorian home. She followed the flagstones through the herb-garden, plucking the ones she needed as she passed them, to her Ivy-lined gazebo. The open center and height of the roof allowed her to build a bonfire, into which she threw the various herbs as she chanted. When the power surged into her body, she commanded the doorway to open. The fire shot up, as if lapping the oxygen above, and just as suddenly lost its fury, set...
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7 Reviews   16 Comments
My feet moved as fast as my heart did; every step and every beat thundered through my body in synchronicity. My short breaths fell into the same rhythm and I focused only on the flat, empty landscape before me. I knew the beast gained on me from behind, he was much faster than I, but like any good prey, all strategy escaped me; I was overrun by panic. Losing control of your logic was the worst thing to do in this situation, but the only way to learn that was through experience. I’d been...
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Sci Fi & Fantasy / Poseidon's Pitchfork, Pt 1
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3 Reviews   11 Comments
Poseidon's Pitchfork He had no use for it anyway. What would a Sea-God need with a pitchfork? It made no sense to me; it wasn't as if he was going to come and help harvest the fields. It was a tool for the land-dwelling, not the web-footed. Most avoided going into the sea. There were sailors, but they manned boats. There were cleaners, but they did not dare go deeper into the water than they had to: thigh-deep. And when the tide came in, so did they. Only two in the city were considered 'wate...
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Poetry / Petals Within
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Seed of yesterday planted deep in my soul Procreation within me, to suddenly grow.   The seed has been sown, A new bud has grown, Blossoming rapidly, And far too happily. The blooms quickly bruise and the wounds quickly lose. Then the flowers are healed, And before Her I kneel:   “Pluck this flower from my soul, The one which should have never grown, Blow all the petals to the wind, Except for one; I’ll keep within.”  
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Sci Fi & Fantasy / *.*Chapter One*.*
"..I chaisted my younger brother..." chastised? chaisted is not a word. "Blair blushed lightly, admitting his own imcompetance." How does one blush 'lightly'? consider omitting lightly, it bogs down the dialogue tag. And he didn't really 'admit' anything, but his actions gave away his feelings...I actually thing if you drop everything after 'blushed' the reader will infer the rest by the simple action of blushing and what he says. It is stronger and more visual without the extra. "I rolled my...
Sci Fi & Fantasy / *.*Prologe*.*
I'll skip the grammar critique since this is so short. You say that the POV is of that of a lycanthrope and yet his brother *seems* to _look_ the same or at least be recognizable. If he is a were, he would probably morph. So is the brother a vamp and the narrator a lycan? Also, the MC is 17 and says 'the man that stood before me' while referring to what *reads* to be a younger sibling rather than an older one. This does, however, raise interest. I am curious if it is a genetic thing; if one i...
"Solstice when the daylight hours..." comma after Solstice. Would it be just as easy to say 'Summer Solstice Eve' instead of 'the eve of the'? In those days, holidays in general began on the 'eve' before and I think in this instance you mean that it is actually evening time on the day of Summer Solstice? 'start to slowly decrease'...= 'wane'? 'hopes of a good' and 'A hoping for', repititious. Plus 'A hoping for signs among the people...' makes it sound like we are hoping for signs ON the peop...
"Lately I am that person that will complain about everything that happens to me but about what happens to others," this line does not make sense: 'will complain about what happens to me...but about what happens..." So, who does she complain about lately? "It is a normal thing to me now, when I speak to the darkness that surrounds me when all have abandoned me." Great line. "My mind feasts on rancid horrors of this world." on _the_ rancid horrors? ", leaving my home," neither comma is necessar...
Horror / We supply
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