: About Me

brieflyme has plenty of info. In fact, you could probably develop a decent character sketch based only on that information.

My passion is ...

writing and theatre.

I know too much about ...

let's just say I can still watch about ten seconds of Buffy and rattle off the episode's title and season aired in that time.

My parents always told me ...

to be what I want to be. There was one short space of time when I wanted to be a dog breeder, and they even supported that ambition.

My childhood ambition ...

to be a writer. I started with illustrated children's books and was tackling novels by age 12. I blame my Dad for telling such creative bedtime stories to me every night.

My favorite memory ...

my best friend and I got lost driving out to a different high school where we had volunteered for the special Olympics. We ended up turning around two counties over when we started seeing more cows than people.

Why I write ...

it's something I've alway done. I think stories are very important to human culture and that I have something to contribute.

What I am reading/watching/listening to ...

Reading: whatever peeks my interest. Watching: TrueBlood, Bones, House, The Good Guys. Listening: film scores and punk rock; a dangerous combination.

My first job ...

Burger King, but I've moved up in the world. I'm at Victoria's Secret now, and I have an internship with a theatre company.

My best moment ...

I think this is a question that will be better answered when I'm in my eighties and reflecting back on my life.

My inspiration ...

life. I was once inspired by an Eclipse gum commercial, so anything is game.

Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: A science fiction mystery

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"The Helen Files" SUSPECTS: Mrs. Leeming, Mr. Fletcher, Ms. Miller, and Mrs. Remick For as long as schools have been in session, there has not been a single child on earth who would not swear that at least one of their teachers was an alien, and when asked which kind of alien, would point towards the starry sky. Helen was no exception to that rule. She sat in detention staring at Mrs. Leeming's long, thin nose that had just the slightest curve to it like Helen's pet parakeet's beak. But if Mrs. Leeming was any sort of bird at all, she'd have to be a flamingo, because she always wore bright...

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