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inkweaver22

About inkweaver22

Hmmm....now that would be telling....
Write mainly dark sci-fi, crime or fantasy stories. Quite a bit of dark, Edgar Allen Poe humour too. Not great at character development (I get too attached to them and I can't replace them!) so most of my stories end up as series. (In most of my posts you'll probably see the names Tara Macbeth, Aaliyah Venwick, Michael Rockne or The Grim Reaper a.k.a. Soul Man pop up at least once.)
I also write songs for acoustic guitar and notoriously long poetry.
My loves in life are music (Johnny Cash, Bob Dylan, The Who, Bruce "The Boss" Springsteen, The Frames, The Killers, AC/DC, Alice Cooper, KISS, The Von Bondies, Damien Rice, Duke Special...) food, movies (Horror, fantasy, sci-fi, British humour) tv (Bones, CSI, 24, QI, Angel, Dresden Files), drawing, swimming and free-running/parkour (my latest attempt at a hobby).

Oh and don't take any of my critiques personally. I'm terribly sarcastic. Sorry!


Interests

Music, swimming, parkour, movies, cult tv shows etc.

Occupation

Musician-on-demand (for friend's parties, discos etc.)


It had a perfectly round door like a porthole, painted green, with a shiny yellow brass knob in the exact middle. The door opened on to a tube-shaped hall like a tunnel: a very comfortable tunnel without smoke, with panelled walls, and floors tiled and carpeted, provided with polished chairs, and lots and lots of pegs for hats and coats—the hobbit was fond of visitors. The tunnel wound on and on, going fairly but not quite straight into the side of the hill —The Hill, as all the people for many miles round called it—and many little round doors opened out of it, first on one side and then on another.
— JRR Tolkien