I have closed out my mind to the world. What does this mean? I'm not here. I'm in a far away land filled with fairies and elves, helping them through their lives and experiencing every bit of pain and suffering that comes their way. Don't expect me back any time soon, I'm expecting to be a while.



Hmm... what to put on here?

I'm 20, a full time dog groomer and part time writer. 
Go ahead and read what I have on here. Though, I'm afraid, I'm a bit paranoid to put on much.
I've been creating stories since I was probably around 3 or 4. I would  scribble all over a paper then go over to Mom and read her my story. I would seriously try on those things too... Then it grew to a thing I have to do or else get sick. My dream is to make a living off of my writing, but until then I will groom dogs. 
I don't think I can write poetry worth anything, but that's still what I mainly have up here...




"We are all apprentices in a craft where no one ever becomes a master." - Ernest Hemingway