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My writing and any written items relating to it (i.e. character profiles) are here. E-mail me if you want to critique-- constructive criticism is appreciated, and no flames, please.

Run
A poem I wrote because I just kind of felt... bored. And extremely tired. You'll just have to read it.

The Little Black Cricket
A bit of semi-prose I wrote on January 7, 2005, at exactly 5:00 P.M.-- two minutes after learning my kitten, Clifford, had died of a heart attack.

Credits
My shout-out/thank-you page to random people.

The old Lydiaweb site.