Imagine the dead of night on a Monday...
Well, technically, it's a Tuesday. At 3:38 in the morning. And I have to work until 10:00 tonight. Oh, the joys of being a teenage semi-insomniac.
I say "semi-insomniac" because I still can get to sleep most nights. Maybe.
Anyways, you can call me Hatter. I'm 15, live in the Not-So-Frozen North of Southern Ontario, Canada, and I'm a Pegasister (female Brony).
Yes, I watch My Little Pony. It makes life about 20% cooler.
I love reading and writing. I learned to read (and how to hide the fact I could read) at about the tender age of four, and have devoured every scrap of literature I could get my hands on since. I'm the proud owner of the Zombie Survival Guide, Brisingr, and Dracula, as well as many other classics ranging from the Lord of the Rings series (excluding The Hobbit, though I've read it at LEAST three times now) to Alice in Wonderland. I guess if I could describe myself with one word, it would be "bibliophile" (noun. a lover of books).
I'm a little bit... prone to "verbal diarrhea", as several of my teachers over the years have put it. More politely put, I'm verbose, chatty, talkative. A thesaurus is anyone's best friend. In fact, I've frequently entertained the idea of gifting those in my classes with them, along with dictionaries to a select few (I've had to define the word "unique" to two girls in my Drama class once, needless to say I wasn't very impressed with their vocabulary, or lack thereof).
I'm currently working on a story with no title as of yet. It's about a girl named Peya and her two friends, Zak and Indigo, who are struggling to maintain control over a collapsing society after a mass zombie outbreak across their small, currently nameless country. Peya is still quite young, only seventeen, and she feels confused and unsure of her abilities as a leader. With no aid being sent from anywhere else, due to the isolation her country is in from the rest of the world and the ignorance from other countries about this tiny island-country, the zombies are kept from spreading out, but all the people are trapped from within. Needless to say, it's going to be fun to write.
You know, once I get past the first few pages.
Anyways, expect many rantings in here about not having the time to write. As I mentioned, I work a part-time job at a grocery store packaging produce AND I'm trying to get my edumacation. Add a fiddle, a social life, and my love of reading and video games to the mix, and I'm surprised I have anything done at all.
I hope to stalk read all of your journals as well at one point or another, and get to chat with everybody about their stories, life, or love of Fluttershy.
Bless your face!
~Hatter
