BimMee… Here IT is again… 15 Jan 201815 Jan 2018 The Annual Resolution to WRITE MORE. I do truly lament the dearth of any creative non-legal writing from me... It's just, after a day of staring at a computer screen,…
BimMee… Free Books! *Swoon* 10 Sep 2010 As many of you already know, I got a new iPad from my mom and I've been playing around on it a little bit. However, because of the fact that…
All Things Heart & Love… You Tried to Make Cranberry Sauce 6 Aug 2010 You tried to make cranberry sauce. This was one of those lines from a story that I read that really just stayed with me. I read it sometime in 2006…
Fiction… Fanfic: Near Touch (Russian Translation) 6 Aug 2010 This is pretty amazing. One of my stories got translated into Russian. I'm beside myself. Название: Полупркосновение Автор: AKA DD Перевод: Alaniel Dragon Разрешение автора: получено Рейтинг: PG-13 Пейринг:Деймно/Елена Время:…
Fiction… Fic: Near-Touch 2 May 2010 Vampire Diaries Fanfic Title: Near Touch Summary: "It's about the simple intimacy of the near-touch." Author’s Note: The scene is inspired by the Miss Mystic Falls episode. NEAR-TOUCH She was in…
BimMee… Oh No, She Didn’t! 12 Mar 2010 Oh yes, I did. I succumbed to the Tumblr craze. check me out at: FEARLESS DOODER bazinga.
BimMee… Fic: Complications 14 Dec 2009 Transporter Fanfic Title: Complications Summary: Frank Martin hated complications. A glimpse into what made Frank the way he is. Author's Note: Because this is so much better and easier than…
BimMee… Fic: Remember When It Rained 13 Dec 200913 Dec 2009 DA Fanfiction Title: Remember When It Rained Tag/Summary: They say in every relationship, there is one who loves the other more. Max wished she was the one who did. REMEMBER…
...of A Broken Heart… Protected: Flashlight in Your Pocket 10 Nov 200925 Jun 2010 This content is password protected. To view it please enter your password below: Password:
...of A Broken Heart… Still 17 Sep 200913 Dec 2009 Still Still on a slippery slopeT-minus one hundred fifty daysThe ash of dried tearsStill cake the arch ofmy cheek as new wetnessrolls over...and down.Still.At night the soft sighstill escapes into…
Stop and Stare 