Nothing special about me.  Live a relatively normal life in the backwoods of southern New York state.  Cook, clean, garden indoors and out, and love to read.  But more than that, every part of me of every day, I am writing.  In my head.  On my computer.  On my bedroom walls.  On any piece of paper I can find.  On my fogged up shower door.  In the snow.  Anywhere.  Everywhere.  Always.  I am always creating something, some story, or I'm thinking about every detail about one of the main characters.  I feel what they do.  I feel as if I've experience everything they have.  I feel like I am them, or that I know them.  It's just me.  None of my stories are finished but I'm working my hardest to finish at least a few of them since some of them are several hundred pages long yet there's a little something missing from each that I cannot figure out.  A friend told me about this site so here I am.