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October 9 1998
Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia
About Me
Hi! My name is Elizabeth, but call me Elise. I enjoy writing, reading, listening to music and that kind of stuff. I know my stories aren't much good, and that's why I hope you guys review, so I that can improve. Many thanks to those who do! Since you actually read this thing, thanks a bunch for even bothering to come to my portfolio. It means a lot to me. :)
Type of Writer
Fantasy, some Romance, Action, Suspense, Drama, Fiction, Friendship, Life and a couple of others...
Writing Style
I typically write in First-person view. Not always though.
Reading & Writing, Listening to music (All types), socializing with friends, playing musical instruments (I'm learning the piano and guitar, but I might pick up the drums or flute) and all that kind of stuff.
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Favorite Genres
All except horror. Sorry, I have an over-active imagination.
Favorite Books
Tons that I'm far too lazy to type.
Favorite Authors
Most authors of said book titles I am far too lazy to type.
Favorite Poets
None at the moment.
Favorite Quote
"Aim for the moon. Even if you miss, You'll still land among the stars."- W. Clement Stone
Favorite Music
All genres.
This will be the last poem I write about you. Goodbye.
Rated: E
~214 Words
Emotional, Romance/Love, Friendship
Type: Poetry
Updated 10 years ago
Noise never stops in the city. Neither does work, or death. One can only dream.
Rated: ASR
~3,119 Words
Friendship, Drama
Type: Short Story
Updated 12 years ago
    Rated: E · Emotional · #1825075
    This will be the last poem I write about you. Goodbye.
    Rated: ASR · Relationship · #1924041
    Innocent, wide-eyed smiles shy as children, the moment when love ends for the first time.
    Rated: E · Other · #1884410
    "This flower that grew, was not of petals and leaves, but pieces of you..."
    Rated: E · Other · #1924507
    Query letter for the 2013 Hook Us! competition.
    Rated: E · Other · #1861858
    She smiled and reached out a hand. “Then, my dear professional, may I have this dance?”
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