Carole’s Comments (group member since Feb 15, 2009)

Carole’s comments from the I Write, Therefore, I Live group.

Oh. I see.

Oh my. If you find out about it, let me know.
Has potential. Thanks, Veronica.

Hi! New people! Yay! I love new people.

YES!!!!!! GROUP DOMINATION!!!! Mwahaha.

Haha, great.

's that an abbreviation? Or am I being stupid, and is that random?

Yeah! That'd be great.

Thanks, Lauren.

I like chocolate.
I dislike hot summer days. (EVIL SUN! You melted my lovely chocolate! BAH!)

I like old-book smell, if it's not dusty. My grandparents have a cottage in MI and they've got lots of books kept in cabinets that smell heavenly.

Hmmmmm, I think, maybe, Dumas. But then again, maybe- oh, it's so hard!

I was thinking (I know, dangerous) about the source of their mutations. It would have to be natural, I would really hate to follow the "Max Ride" phenom. I mean, fanfic is good, but I can't, and won't, write it.
But the thing is, there has never been a GOOD genetic mutation. So this one might be dormant.
This group is dying! It's saddening!

Thank you, Roni. I appreciate your experience and advice.

Thank you so much! To be honest, this is the first time I've ever attempted a longer story in modern times. I'm not exactly sure how I'm going to have them meet. That's the next idea. Maybe they should meet online, or on a plane or train somewhere, or perhaps a literal collision. Those are always fun.

So I've been studying genetics, among other things, in my science, and would like to write a new kind of science-fictiony type story.
I'm thinking a few main characters who have mutations that give them strange abilities and yet serious drawbacks. Absolutely no plot ideas. Here's what I have:
Charrie 1: Maylin
Descrip: tall, black hair
Advantage: Amazingly fast runner
Disadvantage: Overcome with sudden, debilitating headaches, during which she loses control of herself
Also, other charries would be appreciated.

But still, his brilliant blue eyes, strong jawline, and wind-rumpled brown hair were beginning to emerge, beginning to show themselves.
As I pulled on the jeans and hoodie, I wondered what I would do if I actually had a chance with him.

But no. I stared around at my room- it was bland, with white paint and furniture. The laptop's led was blinking peacefully green as it charged in the corner, and there, just visible from my bed, was the only picture I allowed myself of him.

Hiiii!
I'm sorry Roni, I only recently responded to the invite... I needed to cull my group memberships. But now, in the words of a famous nice person who we won't name *cough SQUIGGLES cough* I will say:
IZ HERRREEEEE!
:)