because of Roswell I began writing ...
When Roswell originally aired I was off having my daughter, she is actually born in Jan of 2000,
(very ironic, if you ask me
at any rate I had no idea Roswell was on tv at all. I was so busy with my baby that I rarely was able to watch.
I had never even heard of Roswell until the summer of 2006, I was home sick and they had a marathon on the scifi channel, (which I never watch either!) go figure!
I was switching around the stations and the pilot of all episodes was on, I caught it right when Michael was trying to stop Max from running over to heal Liz in the crashdown. I literally froze, was completely lost in that scene, probably forgetting to even breathe while he healed her. It seriously rocked me.
I watched every eipisode until four pm when it stopped, of course by then I was completely in love with Jason Behr and the show. AT four o' five I was on the computer ordering all the season's on blockbuster.
Needless to say my patience wore out waiting for them to come in the mail so I went sick as a dog to the store and bought all three seasons.
Then came the amazing day that I found this site and all of these unbelievable stories. I had never even heard of fanfiction before, ( i know, i don't understand it either) I was so floored that so many people cared so much about the show that they wanted to keep it alive through these very talented creative fics.
Besides term papers in college or stories i was forced to write for class I had never written anything in my life.
As time went on I found myself making up dialogue in my head and storylines for the characters. I am not a courageous person at all! And I never in a million years thought that anyone would be interested in anything i had to say, esp. after reading the high quality of work here and other sites.
like many others I hated how the writers handled Max's reaction in the end of the world, in my head Max would never have been able to just walk away and accept what he saw. It drove me crazy, so crazy I HAD to change it.
One night that was particually hard in my RL I was reading a fic here and thought, that's it im just going to do it. I had only a few lines in my head and a slight direction of how I wanted Max to react.
I thought of the title in a split second and after becoming a member as quickly as I could I just started writing off the top of my head.
I had no clue what the hell I was doing and was convinced everyone would hate it but I just had to do it.
Of course everyone here was so incredibly supportive and nice which is the only reason I was able to keep it up.
I think I wrote an update almost every day for months for that story.
Thirty two fics later I still can't stop
So because of Roswell I started writing and became a little insane...but my daughter tells me its in a good way.
so I guess that's ok