Okay, I don't think that people who know me will believe that is not sarcastic. Things are going okay, I've just been busy. I have a new job, lost every single piece of writing on my computer, have new furniture, and that's about it. I stopped writing for awhile because I was pissed that everything got lost. I've only just started writing again and it is a story that I wrote back in middle school. Keep in mind a more grown-up and updated version of the tale. If anyone has any advice on how to find an editor and publisher and what not I would greatly apperciate it.
So the story of the smallest dragon is underway. Wagontrack Roadkill the Small. Hopefully people are honest enough to not steal his name from me. I would glare at people reading the blog but as it is impossible to do through a computer you must take my words for truth and imagine me glaring at you right now. I've set aside my other works for now, simply because I have to back track through my chest of horrors to even get an idea of where I was.
Yes, my trunk of horrors. I have a steamer trunk at the base of my bed that is filled with note books, sketch books, folders, and scraps of paper that I have filled with writing for the past 16 years. I call it the trunk of horror because if you can imagine opening it up and papers falling out then you get my filing system. I really should be more organized, but when I'm in the mood it feels like a treasure hunt. Unfortunately I haven't been in the mood for the last three months since I lost everything. I will try to post a short story that I have been working on. I wrote it once before but I decided to revise it a little. Be warned that if I do get it posted on here that you must understand this is the way that I look at the world...sorta. You'll understand if you wind up reading it. We'll see if it'll post, it's going to be a little over ten to fifteen pages...so you may just get it in increments if there is anyone out there who is actually reading this.
So, I guess that has been the last few months in a nutshell for me. Other than a random severe case of hives that I have been living with the last three weeks. Hives sucks. Anywho, I gotta get off of here and go finish cleaning my kitchen. No rest for the weary.
~The Moofie~
