I'm just kidding. It's not Chase at all. It's Kyle. I'm nineteen. I was born in Detroit, moved to way too many places, and I'm now in that lovely craptastic place known as Florida. For now. I've been writing since I was... Well, knee-high to a grasshopper, as the old saying goes. Which in actuality, makes very little sense. I think even embryos are bigger than a grasshopper, but my "medical knowledge" is pretty limited, seeing as how I have a horrible memory, which isn't really a good trait for a writer. I take great pleasure in calling myself a writer, even though I'm my own worst critic, and my work is probably borderline horrible, anyway. I'm somewhat of a grammar nazi, too. Same goes for spelling. Punctuation. All those fun things. I've started oh-so-many novels, I've lost count, but there's only two that I found remotely decent and worth continuing, yet I never work on them. One is horror-ish, called Jacob. (Think Friday the 13th meets Texas Chainsaw Massacre.) The other one is sort of a romantic drama type of thing, called What Memories Are Made Of. I'm not really sure what you could compare it to, nor do I think I could give a brief synopsis. It'd take up a good 300 words. Anywho, as much as I like the ideas, I'm not really inclined to work on either of them. I've been writing fanfiction for about two years, but only for two shows. Predominantly Prison Break, and a couple one-shots for Supernatural. I'm not much of a TV guy, but as much as I love music, and as much as it inspires me to write, I can't write while I'm listening to it. I get too carried away and start paying attention to the song. I've tried instrumentals, and classical music, but I always end up making up my own words instead. I also have a terrible attention span, comparative to that of a light post, as my brother so eloquently put it. I (more or less) live off of Ramen and sour cream & cheddar potato chips. But mostly Ramen. Beef Ramen. Microwaved. Drain the water. Mix in the seasoning. Mmm. I have to hurry up with this. My Ramen beckons me now. I'm typically a nice guy, sort of. I'm sometimes quick to put someone in their place if I'm having a rough day. My sense of humor is typically incredibly dark and/or perverted, and I like it that way. Whenever I actually think about writing, I envision a guy sitting in front of a typewriter in the middle of a room, with only a desklamp, drinking scotch/whiskey. Therefore, I regularly decide to drink and write, although I rarely ever make it to the writing part. The drinking sure is fun, though. You can PM me, email me, IM me, or whatever the hell you want. I'm not picky, and I'm always up for a good distraction. Any questions? Ask away.