Okay, listen to this. For I shall only say it once.

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Imagine a room, a very small, windowless, probably suffocating room. Now fill it, with books. Loads of books (Skulduggery Pleasant, Max Remy, Mortal Instruments, Harry Potter, CHERUB, Jane Blonde, Alex Rider). Not much room, hey? Now proceed to fill it with shows. Loads of shows (Doctor Who, Nowhere Boys, Sherlock, M.I.High, Forever, my latest addiction,) Feeling slightly short for breath? Great. Fill it up with movies (Mortal Instruments, Harry Potter, Every Tim Burton Movie, Alex Rider, James Bond, pretty much any actions movie ever).

Ladies and gentlemen, I present my mind.

Oh hello there

Posted on by The Coffee Crazed Writer

Let me set this straight, I’m the complete opposite of normal.

I plan to be a writer when I’m older. I write about heroic girls saving the world and sassing in the process. I write about those things, because frankly, I’m none of that. I can imagine myself away to a world of wonder and excitement. A world of bombs and running towards things, about to save the world. And then I’m dragged back to reality, and Sky Lament is a mere shadow in my mind. I sit at my computer far too much, planning far too many world dominations that is surely not good for one’s mental health.

While people count sheep, I plan to brutally murder them. Then write about it.

So yeah, that’s me. The slightly mentally unstable coffee crazed writer bookworm.