Words are the dim shadows of the forgotten ones, the ones left behind - they are the smiles of the saddened, and the frowns of the kind.

An essay book about my life, and, on occasion, the lives of others as well.

She was like the animals that only comes out in certain seasons, you'd only see her when she felt like it. She was like the rain, you'd only feel her in certain moments. She was like a rose, beautiful but dangerous once you touch her. She was chaos, she'll ruin your life. [ no. 155 - short story and no.667 in romance as of october 22, 2013]

Jocelyn Watson, seventeen years young and already attempted suicide. So, what she needs, is a fresh start, which is exactly what she gets. She and her newly single father, move to a remote village in England where old family friends run a cold, drafty Inn. But of course, things never go to plan. And this, is no exception. But what Jocelyn didn’t expect to find, were friends, love, and, a family.

❝And imagine that your mind is a blue sky, & every cloud represents a thought.❞

i needed to write down almost everything he had said, to reassure myself that he had been real, that we were something that lasted; at least for a little while. - nina [ © jude rigor two-thousand-&-thirteen ]

Three normal teenage girls that come from different back grounds and different cliques are put together when they find hidden secrets about their families and the prophecy of what awaits them. The Apocalypse is coming fast and they only have a short amount of time to learn all they can about their powers to defeat what lays waiting in the underworld. But what happens when a certain human boy over hears their secrets? Being casters in the Trixity is harder than it looks.

Samantha wishes she were someone else. Anastasia, to be exact. Anastasia doesn't sit in the corner and read because she's too shy to talk to anyone. She doesn't keep trying and failing. Anastasia slays dragons. Of course, Anastasia is only a character in Samantha's story. That's what Sam does, she writes. She writes to keep the monsters at bay. She creates new worlds to escape into. And she writes to block out the cranky ramblings of her jilted father, who refuses to acknowledge the woman that ran out on them years ago. But Samantha finds herself thrown into a not so magical adventure when she discovers her long lost mother has been in town all along. She has questions that need answering, and a few arrow- accusations... she'd like to sling. But there are obstacles to storming the castle, her father for one. Either Samantha makes this her happily ever after, or it all ends in tears... Either way, the story is about to change.

Katie Holmes is a caffeine addict. Between college, and taking care of her brother, it's acceptable. Though, it doesn't help that the cafe down the street is full of handsome baristas, including one William Cerak in particular who has a mysterious scar on his wrist. Synopses will be the death of my publishing career.

I am Sybil. I am 16 years of age, and already I have killed one person. I live in a Mental Institute called Cherry Hills, and the doctors have no idea what's wrong with me. I hear things you will never hear, see things you will never see. I see dead people.