The urge to write, for me, has almost always stemmed from boredom. But despite the lack of ambition in the art, it has summoned notable praise from the readers of my writings. Never-mind that my readers were my relatives. And so, here I stand before you, servant to an incredible ego, which, I have decided, needs to undergo a tremendous reality check. Therefore, I expect a lot from you, mainly to be honest. Go hard! Leave behind your comments, make them as stinging as you like (my grandmother will tell me that I'm good, anyway) and please point out what compelled you towards your overall rating. Much thanks, Crys