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the connotations of butterflies will be updated before my school starts very soon. i've been writing alot this summer, and i needed a break from that long month of march to clear my head and start afresh.
thanks so much to everyone who has been such a support!
i promise i'm not giving up on you, but i don't want to rush things here. after all, i'm only a teenager haha.
well, for starters i just turned 16!
i've lived out in the state of indiana for most of my life, which is probably the closest thing to forks you can get. in turn i’ve learned how to occupy myself with writing while listening to the sound of rain. i love a good dance in the rain, and as far as i'm concerned, you're never too old to ride a shopping cart rather than push it.
i'm typically the writer that leans toward all things dark and macabre.
i was introduced to classic literature at a very young age. by my 8th year i had finished reading white fang and was bringing my edgar allan poe novels to class which greatly disturbed my playmates.
my inspiration is drawn from the darker writers of the romantic period such as edgar allan poe to the more subtle tragedies like those of thomas hardy novels.
my heart forever lies with the dark and the troubled protagonists and antagonists in literature. i fall for the eccentric characters that have real life issues anyone can relate with, and the emotions that come along with the package as a whole.
why i write?
it’s still hard for me to grasp any concept that i’m good at what i do.
writing for me is a creative form of expressing myself. through a pen on paper i can allow my inner emotions to flow like blood and permeate the page and the nerves of peoples thoughts and minds.
i don’t write for the money.
if i’ve been given any talent by my creator, i exist to glorify him.
in doing so, i hope to touch a generation that has become so immersed in the modern aspects of life. i wish to bring them back again to the simpler times where man only needed mother earth to find contentment.
my writing is charged with much emotion. there are always questions of hatred, prejudice and love—but there is always a choice of redemption for every character my mind creates.
i pour my heart and soul into every piece i create.
the intimacy of all my characters whether friends or foes prove to either be their success or their downfall.
the key to each word and every scene i create is the sweet elegance that can be expressed through very simplistic days of our lives.
the author’s true secret is he aims to mystify his reader with nothing at all.
you as the reader either feel impassioned or utter betrayal for reading any work of mine.
each of my novels is dedicated to anyone who has undergone the enslavements of abuse and endured in irrevocable silence because of it. each story is for those who have been presented with a choice and changed, as well as anyone else who drinks up those many words we as writers express.
without the life within a reader there is no magic in the words we possess.
i am but a hand with a pen.
you are the soul that brings that brings those few characters to life.
pick-list conditions:
i must say it takes a certain spark to suck me into a writer's work. relatable characters with conflict are attractive. girls with flawless attributes and the” dream guy” on their arms are not. if a story has meaning and is genuinely gripping i'm up for the read. you have to drive me hard for a place in my picks. i’m not trying to be a stickler or anything but the top picks are there for a reason.
the people you promote are supposed to have made a dent in the world of literature that others haven’t made yet. i believe those aspiring writers deserve the highest credit.
my faith:
i am a christian.
i know that label has a lot of negative connotations. most fellow people of the church are very judgmental and hypocritical in their beliefs. i don’t want to be that way. because that’s not what faith in the gospel is about.
it makes me sick to see how heartless other god-followers can sometimes be to unbelievers. wishing to see a movement in the church, i’m praying earnestly for those few lights in the world to stand up and be known.
however, my faith doesn’t mean i excuse the abhorrent evil in this world.
you’ll see overpowering darkness in my writing as well as other topics people can be wary of talking about. i don’t want to just write for a religious market…i want to touch the world with universal views that can be challenged and questioned by anyone on this face of this planet.
by talking about these said issues, i feel that it is very necessary to get this crap out into the open. i tell stories of real people and real moral challenges in the world. i hope you can give my characters a chance, no matter how debauched the may first appear to your eyes.
final notes:
though i'm young [16 years] i feel a bit more mature for my age.
this could just be my perception, but read my writing and you can decide. this very "oddness" probably explains my social isolation from the environment around me.
i’ve always felt odd.
high school is sometimes a living hell.
people there can be sweltering with their haughtiness and unwelcome new views and styles of any kind.
you just have to ignore the stares and gossip of others. it’s miniscule in the light of eternity.
i get labeled as a ‘goth’— ‘emo’— ‘freak’— and the occasional— ‘that one girl’— but it’s not how i dress that defines me. nor is it any of these labels.
i wish to be different than the people that label me and those that have been labeled.
i’m just simply, me.
i’m quite simply a freak.
but oh well! my friends love me and so does god and that's all that matters i guess.
finally! my spiel is now over!
thanks for visiting and/or reading you don’t know how much i appreciate it!
if you’d like to get to know me just drop me a message anytime. i love making new friends.
“all things truly wicked start from innocence.” – ernest hemingway
"you teach me now how cruel you've been - cruel and false. why did you despise me? why did you betray your own heart, cathy? i have not one word of comfort. you deserve this. you have killed yourself. yes, you may kiss me, and cry; and wring out my kisses and tears: they'll blight you - they'll damn you. you loved me - then what right had you to leave me? what right - answer me - for the poor fancy you felt for linton? because misery and degradation, and death, and nothing that god or satan could inflict would have parted us, you, of your own will, did it. i have not broken your heart - you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine." - heathcliff from emily bronte's wuthering heights
“i became insane with long intervals of horrible sanity.” – edgar allan poe
random fact of the day: jack the ripper fascinates me. yes. be scared for my sanity.
elements of novels i most enjoy:
- horror. yes this includes anything from the milder of poe's works to the most grisly of stephen king and anne rice
- any sort of psychological torture. the psychological side of writing will forever draw my interest
- sci/fi isn't my favorite. i’m really picky.
- any sort of general fiction floats my boat as well
feel free to message me if you'd like a critique! :)
