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as said, i only have a minute before getting off, but i wanted to let you all know... My sister had her baby. It's a boy. Born at 8:01 p.m. 7 pounds, 1 ounce, 18 1/2 inches. he's really cute.
oh... and saterday i was so privlaged to go with my dad to see THE PHANTOM OF THE OPERA live! let me tell ya, it was absolutely amazing. most of you are familiar with it... so you know that part at the end of the song "Phantom of the Opera" when christine sings her sould out as loud and high ...

[I]Sorry, it was too long to post in a single entry as it is about 13 pages typed[/I]



Arabella was shocked at the nervousness thrumming through her body as Allarick led her into one of the other chambers in his room. His hands were covering her eyes, but she was able to feel his strong presence pressed against the length of her back. Strangely, it was calming rather than contributing to the tension.

Allarick’s breath blew softly across her ear ...

[I]Hey everyone,

Finally, I've finished it. Here is the latest chapter of Kings, Queens, and Pawns. I struggled hard to get this one out, and I finally just sat and wrote every night until I had it on paper. There are many reasons that I struggled here, but I suppose the biggest would be that I never really accounted for having to write a love scene for a love story:lol: I'm not too certain why I railed so hard against it. Maybe it is simply that I have no desire to write a romance ...

From the Clepington Catastrophe:

....But accidents will happen by land and by sea,
Therefore, to save ourselves from accidents, we needn't try to flee,
For whatsoever God has ordained will come to pass;
For instance, ye may be killed by a stone or a piece of glass.



I love the last line.

And check this out, it's his worst poem, read by sock puppets:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2WAqj9QZCac

Chapter I
Her reddish-blond hair made a halo around her face, creating the picture of sweet innocence. Her eyelids were closed, and her breathing was peaceful; her hands lay folded just under her breasts. Soft light touched her unconscious form, which lay nested in a luxurious bed draped all in black furs. He watched her, leaning in a corner away from the soft light. He was dressed as the chamber— his chamber— all in black. His hair fell around his shoulders, and his green eyes ...