Hi, my name is Miri. I live in Colorado, near Aspen. I have long strawberry blonde hair and aqua eyes. I'm 14, and I'm about 5'3.

This site seems something like Elfpack and Elftown and Cathug...actually, it seems a lot like them, only it's about writing, which I love. I've been writing (as well as ski racing) since the age of 5. When I was 5 my friend and I used to staple some paper together and write stories in "The Alphabet Series." The first book, Book A, would be about 4 sisters, all 1 year apart, whose names all started with A. Basically the plot was: they introduced themselves (4 chapters - each chapter about 2 pages) then they all got glasses and broke their legs, and then there were about 20 pages of them saying goodbye (one letter per page.) Very original, very stupid.

Around age 7 I grew up a bit and decided I was passed staple paper. I bought my first composition notebook - you know, those black and white speckeled ones? I was so proud. I started writing more things, though the level of my writing did not really increase.

Around age 9 the change happened. I heard about a writing contest at my school. I typed up the whole Alphabet Series and entered them.

Not surprisingly, I lost pitifuly. To a second grader. Oh, the embarrasment. That's when I decided things were going to change.

I began plotting out my stories, and really developing the characters. I worked for a year on a story for the writing contest, but when it was time to enter I decided it wasn't ready. I kept at it, editing and revising, adding chapters, taking chapters away. When sixth grade rolled around, I had what I considered to be THE perfect story. It was about a girl named Victoria, and she went to boarding school. She had temper issues and got mad at everyone. It was so corny and sooo unrealistic. But I entered it, and got thirtieth place.

Out of fourty.

So I decided I was in no shape to be a writer and that I had better get serious about ski racing instead. So for the entire of seventh grade I skiied, and I placed pretty well in the Junior Olympics. I kept a journal the entire Junior Olympics, and when they were over I read it. It was really good.

I turned around again. I thought to myself, Hey, Miri! You're talented. Write. So I wrote. For most of eighth grade I wrote this story called A Never Ending Nightmare, about a girl who goes sledding and her sister dies. But that's not really the plot. See, the girl whos sister dies has all of these flashbacks and thoughts, and that's more what the story is about. Very deep, very thoughtful, VERY sad.
My favorite line is the last line: My life is like a never ending nightmare, and I keep hoping that I'll wake up.

Anyway, this April I entered it in the writing contest.

Now, this is going to seem ULTRA corny but it's true.

I won.

So now I proudly display a trophy on my desk, and know that I can write.




One day you'll come up to me and ask, which is more important: you or my life. I'll say my life and you'll walk away, not knowing that you are my life.