The Amazing Escapades of a Writing Psychopath
Sigh,
So the current toll of Challenge Fics done is: 26.
Not like anyone cares.
As you can see, once I start hitting the Enter Key too many times for comfort, you should get the hint that this will be (my trademark in Fanfic.net): Short, Ambiguous, and Angst.
Whoop-dee-do right?

Nope.
Angst=My writing as a whole
Unlike SNYSF, all my other fics are currently on a standstill, either because:
a) They're oneshots/single-chaptered fiction pieces
or
b) They're discontinued for the moment.

All my efforts are focused on making SNYSF one of the most epic HDM fanfictions ever.
Because we're a small community, I think I'm the only one whose been getting over 50 reviews.
But AN-Y-WAYS, on to my day.

I had my first hip hop dance class today.
Fun.
Hard.
Too short, I wish it was longer.
It's very different from ballet is an understatement (nominated for Understatement of the Year).
And I like it.
Really love it.
Get the Groove, Get the Music On, and Dance your Life Away.

If I use that motto for my life,
My groove is Angst.
The music is either Nickelback's Savin' Me or Kelly Clarkson's Breakaway.
And the Dance is Writing, Singing, Reading, Praying, Jazzing and Hip-Hop-ing.

Ready to jump to the beat with me, and start grooving?

We'll see.

Signing off,
Anne.Moira.Maple
girl.writer.daemon
Joy.Angst.Neutral