Years ago... When the world was a much different place... Heather had a dream. A musican. The drag king he was in love with. The beautiful red-hed (with a secret!) that she fell for... This gave her the bright idea to create a comic out of it all, becasue to her it was comical. Well, guess what? It wasn't that great. Give her a break, she was only in high school at the time! Heather was too lazy to get her own webpage to display the comic on, so some guy she knew put it up on his website. It can still be read there today.
Then, Heather moved and stuff. After breaking a few musican's hearts and enjoying the coffee of a town she had never lived in she decided to tell a story to a couple of her best friends. Being crazy themself, they told her she needed to make it into a short story. This, along with a professor telling her that she wrote good, made her think that perhaps she should try this story-telling thing again, someday. So she got to work on her short story.
To this day, Heather has yet to get past the first sentence.
UPDATE: Heather's friend's car got stolen over a month ago. Heather just realized that her whole life story, typed out all nice and neat-like, was in that car. So, somewhere out there, someone is reading her life story. She wouldn't be so worried if it were not for the fact that she put "by Heather Sheri Klebs" on the front page. But the story is void of all names of places and people. Perhaps the reader will take it as a fictional story, which is perhaps how it best should be taken. (If you are reading this because you have the story in your hands right now and you decided to "Google" Heather Sheri Klebs, she wants you to know that everything in the story is fiction-- except Voxtrot, they're real. And she wants the story back now.)
Check back here every so often to see if she's actually gotten anywhere.
E-mail Heather!