Ficlets

Don’t you wish that you could meet someone who was true to herself, who was honest to the point of telling you that- yes, indeed, your shirt is ugly- and so damn REAL, you know that she’ll love you no matter what?

I am not that person. If you’re looking for such a person, however, I do suggest you use eHarmony, match.com, or any other dating / personal relationship website to find a girl who adores the ground you walk on.

I am, however, a person who TRIES to do all these things. Much like how a man can HUNT the boar. Merely hunt it, however. Not slay it. Or, for the animal rights activists, just… Um. Tranquilize it?

A bad analogy, and a bad introduction, perhaps.

I’m a person, who pessimists would call ‘wears her heart on her sleeve’. As I hardly wear anything with sleeves, I can’t say that- but I do what I want to do, I say what I want to say, and I feel what I feel like I should be feeling. I’m an honest-to-God person, who’s living and learning that Life such a damn bitch, and too bad, I’m stuck here in the same terminal as you.

I’m a writer. Or else I probably wouldn’t be here- but for me, writing isn’t just a hobby, nor is it my best subject in school. I don’t even DO a creative writing class; I’m here for the sake of sharing my creativity with the rest of you. I’m a writer who circulates, respirates, consumes and even SWIMS in words, if need be. I’m someone who lives with these words, and I use every single one I know, and even make some up on the way.

Welcome to my world.