about.

The truly creative mind in any field is no more than this: A human creature born abnormally, inhumanly sensitive. To him... a touch is a blow, a sound is a noise, a misfortune is a tragedy, a joy is an ecstasy, a friend is a lover, a lover is a god, and failure is death. Add to this cruelly delicate organism the overpowering necessity to create, create, create -- so that without the creating of music or poetry or books or buildings or something of meaning, his very breath is cut off from him. He must create, must pour out creation. By some strange, unknown, inward urgency he is not really alive unless he is creating.

Pearl S. Buck

At the not so tender age of eight, when I should have been immersing myself in the pleasure of learning what nine times something -supply your own number, they are all hard - I was busy hunched over a desk -with its own personal cubby hole because elementary school rocked - writing a story about a child who gets a surprise visit from a house eating robot.

It was also a story, that once discovered by my wonderful teacher forced me to read in front of everybody. That day thwarted my dreams of being a radio DJ or anything where I had to speak in front of people at length but it defined a truth within me - I love to write.

My love for writing only grew from that point and it was ugly. Plot bunnies, little green ones with bucked teeth and wild eyes, attacked me at all times of the day and were relentless at night. It was an army of them, all equipped with fictional characters, situations that could not subsist in the realm of reality, and worlds that existed solely with the power of my fourth cup of coffee.

These plot bunnies -who get prettier every year - and I have called an armistice. We try to cultivate together rather than them trying to rip ideas out through my pores. It's quite amicable and it only took twenty two years.

My name is Jade Brieanne. I am thirty years old with the wild imagination of a sugar addled twelve year old. I am from Fayetteville, North Carolina -don't ask me where I live now, I like to wander - and I am the eldest daughter of four. I drive a rinky dink Honda Civic that groans when I turn the wheel too hard and I am addicted to anime, manga, K-dramas and KPop. Music really.

And I'm a writer.



Little Things

FOOD THINGS

I love food things. I love Pasta. I mean LOVE it, like if you gave me a choice...well let's put it like that, you wouldn't have to. I'm picking pasta 100% of the time. My belly loves carbs. Cupcakes, dear God, cupcakes. They create feelings. Shrimp -incoherent internal screaming- is delicious.
Foreign Language Entertainment.

American entertainment is thrilling. I love it. However, I have and have had a serious love affair going on with foreign language entertainment for some odd 19 years. The older I got the worse the obsession got. At this point in my life, I'm willing to fly half the globe for a concert that last a few hours. I spend a huge portion of my paycheck on foreign dramas and I am eventually going to have to find a place to put ALL of the posters I own.
Singing

Something I can't do. Also something I do often. And loudly.
Books and Fanfiction

Favorite book? Dan Brown's Angels and Demons. Favorite Book Series? A Song of Fire and Ice. Fanfiction? Any show, book, movie, ect I've seen has been the catalyst for me ingesting fanfic after fanfic after fanfic after fanfic. I've written quite of few, as well.

Because...