I'm actually a failed writer who made a deal with the devil. One incredible story for one slightly battered soul. I took the deal and started writing about this island and a group of people stranded on it after a plane crash. There's a monster and lots of secrets and polar bears. Half-way through finishing the book I jump on a plane to Los Angeles to meet a publisher.
The plane crashes. I'm finally given god-like powers.
Apparently, as often as I can on the island you will find me writing silly scenes, like French women stranded for sixteen years or golf courses, or kidnappings by people who could be aliens or something else. Did I mention the polar bears? Oh, and when no one's looking I write slash for Sawyer.
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Date: 2004-12-28 09:00 pm (UTC)The plane crashes. I'm finally given god-like powers.
Apparently, as often as I can on the island you will find me writing silly scenes, like French women stranded for sixteen years or golf courses, or kidnappings by people who could be aliens or something else. Did I mention the polar bears? Oh, and when no one's looking I write slash for Sawyer.
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Date: 2004-12-28 10:52 pm (UTC)