Genre: Young Adult & Youth
About Steph RobillosLocation: Makati, Philippines Home Region: Age:18 Website: http://stephrobillos.multiply.com/ Favorite novels: "Anne of Green Gables", "Catcher in The Rye" and "A Hive for a Honey Bee" Favorite writers: L.M. Montgomery and Soinbhe Lally Favorite music: None. I get distracted when I listen to songs while I write :) :) : ) Non-noveling interests: Besides from painting, I also like to spend my time playing with Photoshop and making A.V.P.'s while listening to Country / Pop music. |
Joined: February 19, 2008 This Year: Official Participant NaNoWriMo History: NaNoWriMo posts: 4 NaNoWriMo buddies: 31
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Brief Author Bio: My name is Stephanie (a.k.a tepishane_13) but you can call me Steph, Teph, or whatever nickname you prefer. {e:smile} I’m a 18 year-old Filipina. Currently in my first year of College, I’m taking up Communication, major in Media Production. MY WRITING EXPERIENCE My dream is to become a novelist. It’s the thing I’ve longed for since... my first year in high school. XD But, I’ve really been into writing since childhood; composing songs, poems, essays and stories is what I’d do whenever my playmates would go home for dinner and I’d be stuck in the house. I've been busy with school lately so I haven't been writing that much unlike before. But November woke up the writer in me and now I'm ready to keep going. "Don't stop, but regulate," That's what it's saying to me now. In the first place, I gave up writing because I was too addicted with it, I really didn't see the more important things in life. Writing, for me, is now passion with balance. Its magic can only be felt when you know that you love doing it. But then, that magic may turn into boredom if you can't control it, if you let it consume you. Writing is an eye-opener for those who want it, but a dark abyss for those who want it more than life. Therefore, writing is just an outlet for the human soul, not a sanctuary for us to hide in. Whoa! That was pretty deep. Anyway, let's go back to the lighter stuff. THINGS I READ: I mostly read novels—Classics, Young Adult, Fantasy and {i} Detective{/i}—but now I’ve come to love short stories too. I’m open to all genres when it comes to {i}‘shorts’{/i} except for Erotica. MY FAVORITE AUTHORS AND BOOKS: >> “The Catcher in The Rye” by J.D. Salinger THINGS I WRITE: I write Young Adult, Children’s and Mystery/ Suspense and Thrillers. Sometimes, I explore other genres too but they always end up thriller-ish or any of the above. So far I’ve started three novels but I still haven’t finished either one yet. (NaNoWriMo makes me hopeful.) So many things about writing are new to me, actually. I’ve been writing improperly for a long time so I know I have much to learn. Right now, the knowledge I have about this art is purely from the Internet and a few reference materials. But I've also discovered somethings for myself with the help of what I call 'The Magic of Writing' :D MY WRITING PROBLEMS: Well, that’s about it. I hope you guys didn’t get too bored while reading this long bio of mine. I know this new writing journey will be both exciting and beneficial so let’s make the most of it! Good luck to everyone! -Steph |
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Synopsis: The Snoop Society
Sun West High is just like any ordinary high school-- rules, teachers and rule breakers-- except it had Brooke and her team, 'The Snoop Society'.
With their existence unknown and the Chief Discipline Officer on their side, they have full access to the school. Their job is to investigate on the other students, whether it may be by abiding by the proper protocol or plainly snooping around.
But when Brooke accidentally finds her way into the school paper, her secret is endangered and her friends' reputations are dragged along with hers. Is it too late to realize the consequence of her actions? More importantly, can she make these actions turn the whole thing around?
Excerpt: The Snoop Society
Here I was, squeezing myself through the mops, the brooms and the cold metal polisher, wondering how or, better yet, why I should even leave the comforts of this place. The janitor’s closet was shut tight with darkness filling the rest of it. And although I could hear the lies that were being spread on the other side of this wooden door I was pressing against, the only thing I could do was keep silent. Why was I even bothered? It’s not like I’ve never kept my presence unknown while listening to such things before. But, maybe, that was the main reason why I was in this sort of mess right now.
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