The past, present, and future all walk into a bar at the same time. It was tense.
welcome to my world.
What am I doing now?:
Rewriting Everlae. From Scratch, basically.
I'm not going to formally resign from Booksie or anything for the fear of curling into a little ball and sobbing. I've been on Booksie nearly as long as I've been writing. And I'm not really good at big emotional goodbyes and stuff, so. I'm sentimental like that. But you should know that I'm, like, never on here anymore and that I probably will never be posting or reading anything else on here either. (And I haven't gone to another writing website. I have a Figment and a Wattpad, but I'm never on those either.) So here's my info if you want to contact me. If you're really desperate (which no one is, I'm sure), go to my twitter. I'm always on twitter.
I still love you.
This is my blog
and my NaNoWriMo
And if you're very special and ask me, I'll give you my email.
"Get it down. Take chances. It may be bad, but it's the only way you can do anything good." --William Faulkner
"I believe in everything until it’s disproved. So I believe in fairies, the myths, dragons. It all exists, even if it’s in your mind. Who’s to say that dreams and nightmares aren’t as real as the here and now?" --John Lennon
"Writer's block: when your imaginary friends won't talk to you." --Anonymous
- Everlae Chapter Ten 12-22-11
-Everlae Chapter Eleven 12-28-11
Come check them out!
I'm rash. That is to say, I make rash decisions when things in my life get too monotonous. I just explode and do something crazy like re-arrange furniture, cut my hair (never again), or rewrite my about me at three am. I stay up late alot. I can't really help it. I hate that about me. I would much rather be able to get up really early. I'm a writer, a drawer, a dreamer, and a mathmetician! Ha, just kidding about that last bit. I can only do real math when it involves an equation and not a graph or whatever. I think it's wierd that when I'm writing, I always have a calculator next to me. Does any one else do that? I am slowly expanding my artistic abilities on my own time. I've gone from drawing, to colored pencils, and I am now at ink pens. The kind that you actually dip in the bottles of ink, like in Harry Potter. Soon, I think I shall attempt watercolors. I love to read. I like to watch lots movies. I used to follow a lot of tv shows, one for every day of the week, but school has kicked that idea out of the door. I like fashion. I don't know fashion, but I like it. I love floral things. I also love coffee. He and I have grown very close in the past year. I think Finn from Glee is so sessy. I listen to alot of soundtracks on my ipod (from musicals), and Taylor Swift, and other random things. I like old houses and modern designs. I have alot of books, shoes, and sketch books. Lately, I've been obsessed with buying funky heels and wedges. I get side tracked easily. I get distracted easily. I can think of a million things at once, but cannot say a single setence with out my mind wandering to a point that I mess up what I'm saying, and then forget it all together. I am in my second year of studying French. I love it. I am also terrible at it. I prefer cold, or mild weather to warm, smothering weather, but I keep my bedroom at a constant 70 degrees or higher. I sing about what I am doing when I am home. I am tone deaf. I've always been the girl who likes fairytales and true love and magic. My five year old career choice was to be a princess. I love cats. Hate dogs. I am a big scaredy cat, but I almost never hesitate to try something new. I like foreign cuisine. I like history. I forget names, even the ones of my closest friends and family members. I use words that I think would work in a sentence, but really don't. That includes making up or combining words until I find a better synonym. I am as blind as a bat, but I refuse to wear my glasses in public because I have stepped on them several times. Accidently. I wish I was a little kid again. I wish I was older. I wish I knew what I want. I adore couples, and grin widely when I see them. Which sometimes probably freaks them out. I like owl jewelry. I've mentioned that I liked cats, but I haven't said how hilarious I find them. I love to dream. Sometimes I force myself back to sleep in the morning for that sole purpose. My favorite number is seven. Oh, and I have one novel posted on here. Don't read it. It's not very good.
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