For one thing, I like to write. The good news: plenty of ideas. The bad news: whenever I like an idea too much I go on a rampage to make it and leave all other projects alone. It is my fatal flaw. I hope anyone who reads my stories can forgive me with that eternal kindness they have deep in their-also, I ramble too much sometimes. My writing may sound old or over exaggerated, but I'm fixing it, don't worry. I don't like to drag things on, but since I don't have anyone to correct me or read it beforehand, it's only my view of the story.

Why would I write normal stuff when my life needs a little bit of the extraordinary? Everyone already lives the nonfiction, for better or worse. If you want a book where you can relate to people with real life problems, this is not the place for you and I am not your writer. The imagination, yet again for better or worse, is a fantastic organ to utilize, and I don't dare let it go to waste when there are tropes to follow and/or attempt to crush. Toodles~