Young(ish), free and most definitely single. (Thank you for your time and effort, but no thank you.) Live south UK and work evening shifts, something which plays havoc with my writing.
always the quiet shy one, always feels alone in a crowd, never making friends cause I am too scared to be loud.
As a woman born with Cerebral Palsy, I'm not just defined by my condition. I write stories about ponies with disabilities because that’s my own experiences.
What? Where am I? Well, I seem to have landed in some strange place that looks like the Sugarplum Fairy caught the flu. Time to make myself a new alias and try to blend in...
They say I went insane. Truth is I was always insane, I was just better at hiding it then.
And sometimes, when the world is already burning, there is little more to do but dance with the flames...
Oh- Hello there. Why are you here? Go away! There's nothing for you, just stupidity and dad jokes here. Shoo, shoo!
"Be carful with those media people, they're all smiles until they pounce...Deceitful and underhanded the whole lot of them." __Inspector Fowler (adapted for spatial concerns)
Just a person who loves to read the gritty, grim-dark stories that make me realize that life is awesome. Other than that, I am always reading and can never get the willpower to write more than a plot.
Dead on the inside and no way out... No life beyond the end but yet only un-satisfaction in what is left of my current one. May what gods exist have mercy on my soul.
But I'll prove to me and not to them, I'll find a place inside the wind…