Question of the Day

b>questionoftheday asks: What would you consider to be the biggest insult to yourself?

My answer: To assume that I have a soft life. People who assume that know nothing about me.

Day 18 - Random Love Month - Writing

When I was a little girl, I never got to sleep quickly. My mind raced when I tried to sleep. It often still does. I learned to tell myself stories. The stories would clear my mind and often lull me to sleep. I made up my own fantasy world - and I lived in it sometimes more than in the real one.

I started writing them when I was 13 or so... and I've never stopped yet. I often use other people's characters but I escape all the same. When I try to explain it, I'm a bit at a loss for words. I cannot explain it. Writing is sort of like breathing. I didn't do much of it for years until Trump was elected and every day, I became more depressed and frantic. I had done a little MCU stuff for a bit in 2015 but After IW came out, I actually consciously decided to withdraw from the real world and immerse myself in writing and fandom stuff. I'm still hiding here from the demons and evil out there in the real world.

Won't you join me?

This Jackson Browne song kinda fits:

"Farther On" (Watch on YouTube)