I'm a mouse living in post-Pulse Seattle, another of the X5 crew of misfits and renegades. And I'm cute. People tell me so. :)
I'm also a writer, predominantly in the genres of Science Fiction and Fantasy, though I have been known to write Reality from time to time, too.
There is stuff out there that needs to be done, and then there's the stuff that should be done: creative stuff. The stuff that gathers in the deep recesses of your mind, like wool, pieces of string, stray buttons and those socks that don't match.
This journal is going to be a venue for My Reality, mostly. I'm working on another journal that will contain mostly creative stuff, posting snippets of writing I'm currently working on and thus, meaning I have to write or I won't have a snippet to post.
I hope I'm being clever and not ridiculous.
Staring out the classroom window or at nothing in particular used to be called 'daydreaming'. My teachers probably thought I had trouble focusing or didn't care about my studies. Truth is, my mind was usually going a mile a minute - or a kilometre a minute, for those who live in Metric. Too many trains on the track, as I decribe it now. Too much coming and going and demanding my attention.
Let's hope I can get back on track with my writing after a bit of a difficult period.
I think I'm more focused than I used to be, though some may gently wish to suggest otherwise. I'm a writer and I have to write. It's necessary, like breathing and moving and feeling - and chocolate.
We'll see if I make any progress, on either journal.
Though I enjoy spending time with my friends, it happens far too rarely. So, if any of my friends remember who the heck I am, please poke me periodically. Thank you in advance. ;)
"Nothing is impossible... except some people." ~ Anonymous