Quarla.com - realm of the q -

Novel:
Lervana: A Wintergreen Betrayal

Ahh... welcome to my little corner of the web. Not that I haven't had little tidbits of it for the past oh.. ten years but that's besides the point. XD
Hi! My name's Quarla. Yes.. that's my real name, the name that's on my birth certificate and all that jazz. And for those curious people who are like 'What nationality is that?' or 'What's it mean?' I'll put your mind to rest right here. My first name apparently came from a scifi mag that my dad read when he was in early college or something. Quarla was the name of a spy, or so he tells me. He has yet to find said magazine so I'm still not entirely true he's telling me the truth. *snerk* But anyway, and my middle name is Vonda, which came from the author Vonda McIntyre, who writes scifi I guess. I've honestly never read her. Perhaps I should but I never have. That being said.. my father doomed me. I will give him all the blame and not take one ounce of it! It is HIS fault that I will one day be a writer. People look at me strangely when I say that I will be a writer. As if that isn't a real career or something. I dunno. But I will become a published novelist.
Why?
Because writing is the only thing that truly makes me happy.
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Boy.. doesn't that sound cheesy.
But anyway, that's the truth. I want to be published author and while I'm a bit on the lazy side--read that as really lazy--I know that one day I will achieve my goals. I guess that's why I'm not overly concerned about my lazy habits. I write every day. I just don't write every day on my novel.
Ah yes.. my novel. I wrote a novel. It's fantasy and really I don't want to go on and on about it--because trust me I can--so we'll just leave it at that. I'm currently writing the outline for my second book even though I haven't finished editing the first. No one ever said I was bright now did they? XD

Honestly I'm not sure what else to write up here right now. I want to eventually put pieces of my novel up but I can't do that because I'll lose rights to my novel and.. that just isn't very fun. I might pull out some of my short stories from when I was in high school and re-write them just because I remember really liking them. I'm sure if I actually read them again I'll gasp in horror and die from their terribleness but that's not the point and it's probably not something I'll ever end up doing. One of my college professors, my creative writing one, Keith, told me that I was going to write a novel after I had made the awful mistake of telling him I had created this entire world over the previous seven years of my life. I laughed. Wouldn't you have laughed if your teacher had told you this? But then I wrote this little outline and started writing chapters for him. Before I knew it.. I had a book.
Okay, I'm lying. It was a hard process but not because the actual writing was hard. It was really easy for me to write and flowed so easily. But it got hard when this teacher of mine got sick.. right when I had been most diligent in my writing no less. That was when it got hard. When I no longer had my only pillar of support. So it took me a heck of a long longer to write it then it really should have. If I can write 32,000 words in five days... it really shouldn't have taken me 6 months to write less than that. So yah.. I said I wasn't going to talk about it wasn't I? Oh well, guess I told a little lie.

Well.. I'm going to quiet myself for now. I don't really know what else to do with this site right now so it's going to be like this until I can think of something nifty and cool to do with it--might take a while. But for the next year.. this is my spot and no one can take it away!

- Quarla