Welcome to my page! I assume you got here either by reading The Answering Machine or by being lost and curious like Alice and following a rabbit down a hole. Sometimes I will get my arse in gear and finish a story and post it on here for your consideration, but more times than not, it will fester in the bowels of my computer and plague me until my dying day.

I realize that most of the traffic generated for my page comes from The Answering Machine and I truly want to thank everyone who has read it. I did write a sequel, The Playback Button. If you are interested, you should read it!

And now: STAR WARS! Woohoo! Erm, sorry, but I grew up Star Wars nerdy, having seen A New Hope when I was a small sprout of five. That was before Episodes I, II, and III and I generally treat the storyline for Star Wars as Episodes IV, V, VI and VII, with Rogue One in front. I do not like the prequels, there is too much cgi, bad acting and overly opulent clothing worn by one woman for my tastes. I mean, how many clothes does a girl need? Anyway, Order Sixty-Six was my one concession to its existence, along with reading every book written by Jude Watson about Obi-Wan Kenobi’s life. I liked Ewan and felt bad he got stuck playing the character in such a travesty. But as of right now I am very much Star Wars trash, and RebelCaptain trash. OHMYGAWSH, the feels from that movie! I am tentatively optimistic for Episode VIII

DISCLAIMERS: I do not own, or am in any way affiliated with, and storylines, characters, movies, television shows, etc. that I have written fanfiction for.