| Name | Heather Frye |
| Location | Oh.. That general direction.. |
| Birthday | Nov 13 |
| Member Since | Nov 01, 2011 |
| Votes Received | 8 |
Well, where to start? The beginning- I was hatched. Or was it spawned in a test tube? I'm not so sure anymore. I can't decide if my father was a turkey baster or an alien from outer space. However! Does it really matter how I came to be here since, I am here? I thought not. The middle- I grew up below the poverty line, so I've never had it easy. Along with the other things I've had to deal with growing up, it's shaped me into a strong, willful, and rather skeptical person. When I could, I'd read to just be somewhere else, you know? Be someone else who had things going for them, someone who was an adventurer, who would make a difference. So, in all honesty, that's why I write. I want someone else who is going through something, be it a teenager, a kid or an adult, to read something I wrote and just forget all the things that are going on in their lives for a little bit. The End- Well, the end hasn't happened yet, but when it does. I'll let you know. Fun Facts: -I absolutely love music. I love singing, performing and listening to pretty much everything from Escape the Fate to Sugarland to Blood on the Dance Floor to Hans Zimmerman. \ -I have an extremely perverted sense of humor. I'm pretty sure that I can twist anything into a "That's what She Said" joke. -I'm protective over people I consider my friends. I've morethan once fought someone because my friend was in the fight. -I write what I like to read, so I'm sure that if anything, I'll read my own writing and like it.. Most of the time. Well, that's all I can think of to write for now. So.. Feel free to message me or whatever.
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Well, this is sad.. I've sort of lost my will to write recently.. It's.. Disconcerting.. I suppose it may be because of the rough few weeks I've had. Either way. I don't want to post something just because I want fluff and a lot of chapters. So.. As soon as I can and it's worth reading, I'll post something. Sorry for the wait.
@JulianAR Kinda. Sorta. A little bit.
@MykahRose Are you advertising yourself?
>.> I need critiques. Terribly.
And it seems that I've gotten busy again. Ah. Well. I'm writing a bit on paper now, so hopefully I'll have a few more chapters up for my.. -Counts on her fingers.- Five fans. If y'all could vote and comment, hell even recommend my projects to people, I'd give you a cookie.
@gisellelives No problem. :)
Well, I'm in need of someone to tear my grammer up. And no. I don't mean in /that/ way. Perv. Get your head out the gutter. Anyhoo, whoever has time to beta read for me, that'd be lovely.
And.. I need some critique. -.-
@MykahRose Check 'em again, Mykah. :)
@JulianAR Just figured it out. XD