DKing23

I really can't pick just one thing, so I Will list them according to category.... Musician: Jay Brannan & Jonny McGovern Manga: Loveless Anime: Kyo Kara Maoh Movie: Eternal Summer & Bangkok Love Story Book: Martin Bauman, Or A Sure Thing Author: Michael Thomas Ford Song: Jesse By Ivri Lider Concert: anyone where Cazwell is performing...

The Story is called Reservations. I know because it is one of my favorites... The site for his stories has disappeared, but to read some of his other works go here Drew's Works Parts of reservations are up there, but not all of it.

I am not an emotional person, so I really don't invest any emotions into my writing. I haven't shed a tear in about 9 years, so I don't believe that my emotions would come out after reading one of my own works. Even though I write about really dark things, I am always detached, because I try to write story without emotion involved, which leads to a better understanding of the characters and thus a better reaction from the readers.

I don't consider myself a writing god, simply for the fact that my writing is really organic. I find that if I am really into the plot than everything comes in its own time. For example, The Sins of the Forgotten was written in 8 hours when I was recovering from a car accident. I was in the hospital, watching CSI and decided to pull out my laptop and write. I was watching an episode on human trafficking and prostitution, so this became the focus of my story. I wrote all day, during tests and during visiting hours, I was really into it. Once I start writing, I write until I get to a point in the story where I have my characters established enough that the rest of the story just flows on from that point. Maybe, I am not a writing god, but more a complete fool to sit down for 8 hours and write without stopping once.... Who Knows....

About six months ago, I attempted to hang myself and I almost succeeded. I was dangling with the rope around my neck and I passed out. When I woke up, I was in a psychiatric hospital strapped to the bed and my family hovering over me. They were completely shocked that their "little angel" would attempt something so vile. I really had no qualms about what I was doing and asked them why didn't they let me die? The response that I got was God had a plan for all of us and we should see things through. I still to this day think that if "God" has a plan for each of us, then why have I been abused and raped 4 times by my family members? I am just supposed to sit and act like nothing happened? After the 2nd time, I realized that my family wasn't going to believe me and so I did what I thought was best. The only regret I have is that they stopped me. I could have lived with myself if the rope broke, or something else, but the fact that they stopped me is one of the reasons why I refuse to talk to them anymore.

I would recommend The Wanted. I went to see them in concert in London and even though they can't really sing well, the lyrics are well thought out and they have meaning. Most of the songs are "sappy", by American standards, but underneath all the glitz and glamor is a group of artists who write good songs.

Katy Perry "Circle The Drain"

Mine is probably a mix of brown and black. More black than brown, but in the heat of the moment, one wrong word and you are booted out of the bed. As for a pic, this will have to do....

I am supposedly female, which is okay since I am gay, and always associate with women. It is funny that this little test can basically tell you how you function in society. Being female when in reality I am male is like a double-edged sword. On the one hand, I am submissive in the bedroom, but on the other side, I am dominant everywhere else. I feel as though this test was eye-opening and would take it again, if only to get a different score.

I wished I was alone all Christmas, but instead I was stuck with my relatives, in a city I didn't want to be in, with nothing to do but twiddle my thumbs. Oh, what I wouldn't have given for just an hour or two of uninterrupted silence. But alas, the 'rents wanted the family to be "together" for that one time of year. It was bad enough on Christmas Eve when I forced to go caroling with my neighbors. Luckily now I am back home, in front of my laptop and on my own. Oh...the joys of solitude!!!!

I don't think I ever cried from a movie. Maybe I have a heart of stone or something, but movies don't really affect me that way. I mean, I have laughed so hard that I cried, but never got into that emotional mood where anything could bring tears to my eyes. I usually watch horror movies, so maybe that is the problem. That is not saying that I don't watch other movies...my favorite non-horror movie is Pride & Prejudice, only for the simple fact that the scenery described in the book came out on screen. I remember when I first saw Titanic, I laughed so hard, because it was the biggest romance story and all I could pay attention to was how everyone died. Every time I watch it, I just skip ahead to the part when the boat splits in half, because that is when the action starts. You know, that is probably the reason that I am not affected by those types of movies.

January... I'm a Capricorn

I await your return. Ur stories seem to be just as dark and twisted as mine... looking forward to more from you.

I have been a fan of Dom's work for years, but never had the gall to declare it. I now have the courage to shout... I'm a Domaholic!!!!

I hope that by the end of the horrendous trip to Australia, that Trevor finds a way to communicate with his friends. After every chapter, I get more and more worried about things happening to him. This story is really emotional to me and make me think that you are a superb writer!!!!