So, here’s a weird thing–I’ve been pessimistic probably since I could walk. (Realistic, thank you very much.) I knew the reality of wanting to be a Published Author from a very young age–don’t bank on bank. I was very well aware that I needed to have A Real Job to make ends meet, but at …
*sits down* *pours you a glass of water* Have you seen Legion? No? Well. Shit… alright.
I’ve never been nervous about writing before. That sounds…overly cocky, I know, but it’s not cockiness. It’s lack of giving a fuckness. If I think the plot is sound and the characters are interesting, I write it. I don’t worry about marketability, or who to sell it to. I just write, and I put the …
Me! *waves* And that’s all folks! *record scratch noise*
I don’t like resolutions–I never really have. They’re one of those things that grate on me, like when people ask where I’ll be in five years or when exactly I plan to get a fucking book published. I have no fucking idea what the year will hold, so I can’t really say if I can …
As a kid, I wrote a lot about girls and boys, but I kept being told “be a girl”, so I wrote more about girls. Even though it grated me to be called “girl” and I never understood why for the longest time. I mean, they were technically right. I was in fact a girl. …
