I dance like a beached whale. I have never been kissed. I've also been called a mountain goat because I can bound up a rock wall like nobody's business. It'd be a solid nickname if mountain goats didn't weigh three hundred pounds on a good day and the females didn't have beards. But I'll take being likened to a heavy animal with facial hair if that means I'd also be capable of leaping twelve feet in the air like them. Anyways, to learn more about Anya (that's me!) and her last summer before college, press 'one' for more information.

A troubled writer and an optimistic editor come at odds with each other when the novel they are editing threatens their grip on reality. Knowing no other way to escape the insanity, the editor swears to destroy it. However, the power between the novel and the author may be a greater threat than the editor had expected... _____________________ COVER EDITED BY EKS COMPLETED and EDITED 2014 EKS WATTYAWARD FINALIST PUBLISHED/COPYRIGHT _____________________ Help this story become a film: http://www.iflist.com/stories/anovelist