I'm your only friend
I'm not your only friend
But I'm a little glowing friend
But really I'm not actually your friend
But I am...


The road to LiveJournal is paved with good intentions. When a certain bibliophile pointed me here to see Tonks and Remus pics by laverinth, I didn’t intend to write an entry. I said if I tried to share anything about myself I’d end up fictionalizing half of it to make it more colorful. When I wanted to post a comment, though, the thought of being anonymous was jarring. Why? Dunno. I have no problem with reviewers being anonymous when they like my stories. Is there some subconscious word association going on?

Maybe it stems from anonymous callers who breathe heavily and ask what I’m wearing. Or it could be a negative reaction to heaving-bosomed heroines who pant, “Who is that masked man?” Most likely, my psyche has been influenced by two pirates. Inigo, the future Dread Pirate Roberts from The Princess Bride, who tells the Man in Black, “I must know” and Cap’n Jack Sparrow, who replies to Norrington, “But you have heard of me.” I don’t want anyone to have to live with disappointment, and I want people to know who I am.

So who am I? The Queen of Quite a Lot and no one of consequence who invites anyone interested to check out her stories at fanfiction.net, Mugglenet.com, and (edited Nov. 08) nanowrimo.org. ^_^