| User Name: | fallenangel7583 |
| Name/Nick: | wendy |
| Last Visited On: | Apr. 03rd, 2021, 06:55:43, PDT |
| Registered On: | September 09, 2004 |
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| Biography: | Uhhh.... I'm still alive, I swear it. I will finish SoG, even though it's been nearly a decade. Promise.
It's funny to read my latest updated bio. Eight years at the very least have passed. I've since graduated with my masters in teaching, become a teacher, moved States, gotten married, and have not yet published squat. Sigh. Being an adult is hard, I don't recommend it.
I do write my own original works but that is a project that is on indefinite hold until I shovel off some of my current projects.
I will also state here, sadly and remorsefully however, that after Shades of Gray is completed, I am not planning on continuing any other projects. We will see if that changed when more time becomes available but currently, that is the plan. I do want to thank my faithful readers and reviewers on Media miner; it has been five years of learning and growing as a writer. Even the toughest of criticism has forced me to look at my writing style and find my own faults.
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My qoutes to live by:
-if you meet the buddha, kill the Buddha
-if you meet your father, kill your father
-free of everything, you are bound by nothing
-live the life that is given to you
:Genjo Sanzo (SaiYuki)
"Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light." - Dylan Thomas
-"I am an evil giraffe"- Eddie Izzard |
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