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Young Writers Society


lakegirls

The story of Nicole

I do believe it's time to update my bio, considering the last time I did was seven years ago...
I’m in university completing an English major with a minor in history. I would rather be writing fulltime, considering that’s all I do in class. I work at a bookstore (BESTJOB EVER) and manage the Teen Section. My dream is to get my book published in the next five years. I’ve been working on the same novel for NINE years, it went from fairies to mermaids to real people but I’ve never felt this satisfied with it until now. My favorite books are: Before I Fall – Lauren Oliver, Choker – Elizabeth Woods, Dangerous Girls – Abbigail Haas, Beautiful Lies –Jessica Warman, Harry Potter – J.K. Rowling, The Chemical Garden Trilogy – Lauren DeStefano, Interment Chronicles – Lauren DeStefano, The Secret Diamond Sisters – Michelle Madow and The Museum of Intangible Things - Wendy Wunder. My guilty pleasures include endless amounts of Glee fan-fiction and Ben & Jerry's ice cream. I own over 400 books and they’re all organized in alphabetical order by genre… I’m a tad obsessive. My biggest accomplishment’s thus far is that I have two poems and a short story published and that I got hired by Indigo, because let me tell you, they’re super prestige.


Occupation

Writer


Did you ever hear the Tragedy of Darth Plagueis the wise? I thought not. It's not a story the Jedi would tell you. It's a Sith legend. Darth Plagueis was a Dark Lord of the Sith, so powerful and so wise he could use the Force to influence the midichlorians to create life... He had such a knowledge of the dark side that he could even keep the ones he cared about from dying. The dark side of the Force is a pathway to many abilities some consider to be unnatural. He became so powerful... the only thing he was afraid of was losing his power, which eventually, of course, he did. Unfortunately, he taught his apprentice everything he knew, then his apprentice killed him in his sleep. It's ironic he could save others from death, but not himself.
— RazorSharpPencil