Who is Raven?

Hey, you found my site, so I'm assuming you care who I am and what this is all about. The purpose of this site originally was to have somewhere to put my writing. As of now, which is the 8th of Jan, I have already got one rejection slip from a site concerning my writing. Good for me. There's gotta be a few no's before there's a "yes". Until I find them though, here is where my work will reside. This page was started at 4 am one morning after my water heater blew up, and I couldn't sleep due to the fan having to be on in my wet closet all night. I think this was more constructive than sleeping.


So how did this all start this time around?

I suppose that it was mostly when I took creative writing during the fall semester of 2000. I was hoping it would be an 'easy 3 credits' but failed to take into account how time consuming applying the seat of your pants to the seat of the chair to write is. I'll admit that it wasn't hard, per se. Well not in the classical sense. This kind of hard is even harder to deal with, in that it's hard for me to find ideas I'm excited about for whole semester while I'm also stressing out about accounting and various other things. Somehow it worked for me though. Hence the birth of Dead Doll.

Why did I stop writing?

I don't know really. It prolly would have helped me with the shit that was going on in my life when I stopped... but somehow it was just too painful to write much. I wrote a lot when i was pretty young. I started writing in elementary school which took the form of a 40 page fan fiction of Star Trek:The Next Generation (I was a big trekkie when I was younger). I didn't show this piece to very many people, one of the few people being my grade 5 teacher, and my mother. As I got into Junior High School and the shit began flying all around me, no one seemed to know what to do with me. I would read as much as I could in class, until my teachers took away my books, then I'd write. How do you punish a girl who's writing in class? Take away her pen and paper so she can't even do the work if she did feel inclined? Possibly, but they never got to that point. I was sometimes sent to the hall, but once they figured out that it wasn't punishment for me they stopped doing it. Pity, the halls were quieter for me to write in than class with the teacher babbling about things I didn't really care much for. As I got into high school and started dealing with the things that had put my life in such an uproar, I stopped writing. I don't really know why, it prolly would have helped more than some of my other coping methods. I'm just getting back into it now. I'm using it as a cathartic tool now, it's more socially acceptable than a lot of things.

Ok, that's all I can think of right now. If I think of more I'll add it. If you have any good comments or constructive critisim about my writing or anything else on this page, feel free to email me at [email protected] . If you have flames to send me, please mail them to [email protected] . Enjoy your stay at Ravens Realm.