I'm currently in school (and I'm a perfectionist) so things may take a little longer to complete. I don't write BxB, GxG, or hentai. And, well, I'm willing to write for free.
I guess the genres I'm most comfortable with include fantasy, humor, and school life stories. I'm open to other genres, but I'm generally weaker when it comes to horror and mystery.
Here are some excerpts from my NaNoWriMo. (I tend to stylistically space out my writing.)
When the last of the scraps are gone and the cloth is in my pocket, I lean back into the cool stone behind me. Although the day is mildly warm, a chilly yet peaceful breeze blows past my cheeks. A few leaves tumble over on the pavement.
While I lay here, the day seems so reassuring, so gentle... and I close my eyes to take it all in.
We start running, and Rose’s hand shifts to grasp my own. Her hand is soft and somewhat warm.
But the gesture doesn’t mean much-- at least, nothing really special. It’s simply a way for us to stay connected, a tangible means of knowing that I’m there. She’s been holding my hand since we were both kids.
[Skipped a few paragraphs here...]
We continue through the tall, gently swaying grain. I keep my eyes straight ahead, unable to focus.
Rose suddenly tugs at my hand, signalling for me to stop, and announces, “Look up!”
I comply.
The empty night suddenly erupts before me, revealing thousands of twinkling stars that swim across the obsidian sky. In the center lies a glowing, nearly full moon. It’s so breathtakingly beautiful that I have to stop and stare for a few moments in pure, silent awe.
“It’s... amazing,” I remark, stating the obvious.
