In other news I have decided, yes, to try my hand at Nano. Mostly because I managed to find something that I hate notes for and peices written of but never actually made coherent. And it`s been so long I am counting it as the `Something New` category. Kind of like a born again virgin...
Happy Birthday, Lora. Hope you enjoy it. It's only a start and eventually the whole thing'll be partially dedicated to you. ^_^ But this part? All for you, babe.
My play for Writ 100-Drama. I wasn't that fond of it, though I loved Cassandra. But people seem to like it, overall. Here ya go! (And Lora, I don't know how many of these you've seen, but aren't you sad now that I'm spamming posting so many things on your friends page?)
Bradly was the kind of kid who would wait until it was raing to wash his mom's car. This was due to his logic that if he was going to get wet, he might as well just get wet once. For this reason alone, the St. Clare's car was never clean during the very long summer season in Hellstone.