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Check it, my own personal site for fanfiction. It's about damn time considering how much of this crap I write. Anyway, I'll just throw it all up here for anyone who should feel so inclined as to actually read it. And if anyone wants to put their own stuff here, just e-mail me and I'll try to do it. Sounds fun, no? You can also e-mail me if you find any broken links throughout my page, have any complaints that you think I'll care about, etc. etc.

Is it just me or is this page kinda depressing-looking?


Okay, first things first:

Erotica!

Anonymity

This actually didn't go as planned at all. It was something I woke up think about, at least the first part, and then as soon as I let the plot slow down I fell into a different mood (mood swing) and it took an entirely different track. Oh well. Such is writing. Unedited and all that. So yeah. Don't come into this relationship with high expectations or anything. God...

Gold

I wrote this a little while after New Years 2004. It's based on a real life experience. Theaters would give it an NC-17 rating if they rated writing... but they don't. Read at your own risk.

Session 1

Kinda an experimental porno thingie, with a side of plot. Features Dorothy and Relena from Gundam Wing. It would be a PWP but for the fact that there is some sort of emotional development. NC17 again.

Strip

Random erotica that I wrote when I was really horny and in college. Yeah. ph34r my 1337 d35cr1p71v3 5kllz!!


This is a sorta "series in progress." It's a take off of Tenchi Muyo/Universe/Whatever. Has an NC-17 section, but it's short and not important to the plot so you can skip it if you want. Go here to read what it's all about, 'cause it kinda takes a while to explain.


Chapter One: One Step Away From Down

In this chapter Hitasa does some ass-kicking and meets Narika. Tension and drama, tension and drama. Fun fun fun.

Chapter Two: I Know Now What Shadows Can See

No point in running 'less you run with me.

Chapter Three: The Sweet Crusader

In which Hitasa makes a major life decision.

Chapter Four: It's Almost Like Being Free

It which Hitasa gets her first taste of action.

Chapter Five: My Body's Longing To Hold You

In which Hitasa and Narika have crazy mad monkey sex. Well, sorta. This is the NC-17 chapter, but it DOES give you fair warning in the actual chapter, so you can read up to that point if that sorta material makes you uncomfortable.

Chapter Six: I Always Feel Safe When Things Are Bad

The morning after. Dun dun dunnnn...

Chapter Seven: I Don't Need Forgiving

I'm just making a living... That song's defintiely about a whore, by the way.

Chapter Eight: I'm Gonna Soak Up The Sun

In which Kiyone and Mihoshi get broken out. Woo, yeah.

And that's all of what I have done for that series so far. Check back for updates if you're interested in seeing how it all turns out.


Poetry!

Many of these have anti-Christian themes. Sorry if this offends anybody. It's just the way I felt at the time and I had to get it out on paper. Sorry if my emotions offend you. If you feel that I shouldn't be allowed to post this on the internet because of that, then I'd just like you to know that you've just justified the way I felt when I was writing them.

Blood Sin

Credit

Eulogy

Fucked Up

Hope

Jig-Saw Puzzle

Mind Fuck

Us

Warm And Fuzzy


Short Stories/Prose

Heart of Stone

Inspired by Bjork's "Hyper-Ballad" and feuled by DJ Tiesto. So you already know it's kinda screwy.

Meditations on Light

The second in the dark vs. light analogy thing. This was actually more of a mental excersize. Sorta something I did to focus my thoughts. Yeah. Anyway.

Ryoko/Ayeka Fluff

Absolute, mindless fluff-fic about Ryoko and Ayeka from Tenchi Muyo. Utter crap, IMHO. Physical proof to Bonnie that, just like everyone else, a lot of my writing does suck.

Shadows

The first in a series of weird, dark vs. light analogies. Wooo, fun...

To See Through Eyes Unclouded

This one's about my ex, Carol, in some convoluted way. It's sorta how I could see the relationship going if I had ever gotten back together with her: as a continual loop of one-night stands.


Plays, etc.

My Nifty Play

An experiment, if you will. Just me playing around with the idea of writing a play about a guy who has voices but is abusive to them. The cookies are a metaphor for medication.