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Released 2010-11-27 12:18:37 -0600

Okay, let me start this out with saying that I am proud of all of my RECords.

But these ones, in particular, I will love for all time.

There are some things to be said about a few of them, however:
"REmembering Christmas" -- I just began this one a week or so ago. Normally, it'd take more time for me to be like "FUCK YEAH!" about a RECord, but this is the first one I've written of this nature. It's still a very tragic plot and has actually been quite emotionally difficult, for me, to write. Still, I'm enjoying the characters and the plot and can't wait to write the next part of it. "Team HitRECord 11/11" -- One of my first "photoshop" pictures. "Journey Into Magick" -- Also a several part story. Really, I'm terrifically proud of the fact that it's all rhyming and still keeps an easily followed storyline. Also a first. "Jackson Phillip's Love Affair with the Merry Toast" -- This is a long RECord. I wrote it while I was at a coffeeshop (notskippingclass.....>>) and finished the entire thing while there. I love the characters very much. I think they're well defined, even in such a short story (long RECord, but short story). I'd really like to see something happen with them. "The Horrifically Mundane Life of Sarah Cohn"/"The Horrific End of Oliver Kanes" -- These two stories are my babies. They are my pride and joy. I just adore the shit outta them and I hope everyone else likes them as much as I do. I wrote "Sarah" a couple weeks after joining hitRECord. Initially, it was supposed to be a sad love story -- as per usual with most of my writing. However (and I sincerely believe that this is all due to being inspired to be different by hitRECord), this one is a love story gone...awry. To say the least. "The Truth About Beauty"/"Behind the Smile" -- I don't have many videos, but these two are very special to me. "Truth" is my first venture into the world of editing; "Smile" is my first time storyboarding/filming something for a purpose. And doing a reading! Gah. "The Boy with the Camera" -- this all happened after I saw a boy at the bookstore, a camera around his neck, staring out the window down to the city. "Melanie & Arthur" -- First ever RECord! I wrote this before joining, but it is a personal triumph. After a long writing drought, I tried to do a character study just to keep my brain going, and I really like what happened with it. I think that if I hadn't written this (I think it was literally like a week before joining), I may not have been convinced I was worthy of being part of this site. So there you have it! After writing this, I've come to the realization that most of the RECords I chose are "firsts" for one reason or other. Thank you, hR. <3

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Cassandra Litten

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