Renee Grant
Williamsburg, Virginia, United States Email: cozz@dr.com MSN: uafate
It's how the world spins, some of us end up here and others over there. Me? I ended up right here, next to the strange man with the crooked hat. He lives in a shoe and has a thing for newspapers. But enough about him, this is my spotlight. I'm a beginner, looking for love in a sea of sharks, but I'm sure that with a little elbow grease I'll find a dolphin or two wanting my attention. I'm not published yet, but I'm only 18 so I guess it's alright. (Maybe that's not a wise thing to say on the net, but I'm a on a roll here and my muse—muse??--thought it entertaining to spit that out.) I'm nearly finished with a novel called Dear Alex about a--well, I guess you'll have to find that out later on. Interesting book, really. Turned into a horror showcase all by itself. Why just the other day I ate a man's throat with my pearly whites. It is possible, all you need is a little energy and some pixie dust. Of course, all that blood stained up my pages and now I'm stumped like the rest of them wondering how this work of art turned into a festive game of blood and guts.
Oh but that's the charm of it, friends. My story is sick and twisted and vile to the depths of insanity. (I know because my main character lost his noodle about 100,000 words ago.) I've never been insane, my parents never abused me, I've never even been on a date and yes... I am a virgin, so why... why God Almighty, the bob of bobs, why would that old fella turn me into a vicious psychopath? Wait. Nope, can't blame the big man. This is all my fault. Yep.
Ignore that deranged fat girl behind the curtain!! She's not well! Interests: All genre's of writing... except for love stories and how-to books. I'm a semi-webmaster with html experience, and I have a fetish for drawing with mechanical pencils (not that I'm any good).
Published writer: No
Freelance: No |
