I come in peace…
… but if you go insane while you’re here, I take no responsibility.
Age: 15 1/2
Grade: 11 (that means junior in high school)
MBTI: INTP (you do not have to know what this means)
Right now I’m working on: Mirrorworld Remastered–a rewrite of a novel I had when I was twelve. But really, the only things that’ve been consistent between the two of them are three of the characters (out of about twelve in the original, and six in the new one) and the main plot idea (going to another dimension to fix the magical balance so Earth doesn’t die). It used to be a hackneyed, plotless piece of crap. Now it has a conlang and elves and economics and culture that all interferes with the story. *squee*
Occupation/hobbies: Writer (5 years’ experience), language and psychology geek, karate student, archer
Achievements: Scored a 23 (composite) on the ACT in seventh grade. (Yeah, I took it then.)
Various fishing trophies from kids’ competitions.
Skipped 8th grade.
Tripped over flat surfaces no less than five times.
Decent working knowledge of French; would like to learn more German than I’ve taken
4.0 GPA in freshman year (far from that now. Taking AP French and Physics at the same time was Not A Good Idea).
Pissed off no fewer than five school administrators. Long and hilarious story. (Actually, make that at least seven administrators, and stories.)
Writing status and information:
I might go back to Phoenix later… by the time I’m done with Mirrorworld Remastered (MR), I’ll probably think it needs a whole rewrite.
I’m so happy with MR, it’s shameful. But I’m thinking of hitching up their ages a little. I think if Daniel, Sophie and Mark were 14 instead of 12, this would be a lot more plausible.
It’s just that I’m messing up so many cliches and archetypes that it’s not even funny. The first Wise Old Mentor isn’t old, or, really, that wise. Then–oh! Somebody else gets a mentor… oh, it’s that eleven-year-old girl who’s not being told her magic could kill everyone, but who’s being shown that it’s actually in the process of doing so. Who’s the mentor? The 12 (or 14) year old kid who set out to find out what’s screwing up his universe. Actually, three of them. And an elf and an Agency member, who aren’t much older than the rest of the crowd. Plus, there’s no Dark Lord involved… the teenagers aren’t angsty… the elf isn’t superior and wise and connected to nature… et cetera. It’s so much fun.
A bientot alors!