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Young Writers Society


Sierra

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About Sierra

I was found floating in a cardboard box in the Hudson river as a baby. At three I harnessed the power of the evil laugh, and now have a huge army of evil chipmunks armed with toothpicks and tweezers at my disposal. Beware! Cross me and you will wake up one morning with plucked eyebrows and toothpick wounds.
I will love you forever if you get my custom title.


Interests

Writing (duh), using up all my Pandora hours in the last two days, acting, singing, more acting . . . procrastination (I'm a pro). Fretting about NaNoWriMo.


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“Isn't it nice to think that tomorrow is a new day with no mistakes in it yet?”
— L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables