Allrighty. So I have a name and age and a hoarde of personality traits and it's all just too confusing for one profile. I'm erratic, transient, and essentially a different person with everyone. I'm convinced about a lot of things and not so sure about just as many. I'm an eclectic mix of many little talents, good at a lot of things but not brilliant at any. I sing, dance, act, write, paint, draw, photograph, engage in psychoanalysis - all in moderation. Art is my passion. All kinds of art. Doing and seeing and appreciating. But at the same time my passion is trying a little bit of everything and getting a little good at it. I'm anyone's harshest critic, including my own. I'm a self-righteous ashole, but all the while pleasant and understanding. It all depends on who you are and how much I trust you. Most times my mood depends on my comfort level. In a nutshell, I enjoy chipped black nail polish, strong coffee on tired days and being outside while it's snowing. I like noticing 'the little things'.

And not nearly as complicated as that last paragraph makes me sound.

I don't like divulging my age on here, because I find with myself, when I see ages in profiles I assume things. This little bit of closed-minded-ness can't be helped. All I'll say is that I'm under 21. I'm female. I live in Ontario. I'm of Russian heritage. Yeah I speak the language. Yeah fluently.

For the love of God, enough about me.

About my writing: I want to be meaninful. I want to write things that'll make people think and see things that aren't obvious and think about how it all makes sense. I want to delve into the depths of the human psyche and come up with important things and portray them in an interesting way. I crave major improvement. I crave meaning. Superficial no longer does it for me. That's why my favorites lists were cut in half over the last little while. It's no longer about just well written porn. There is so much more to explore than just the act itself. Feelings are so infinite. Thought is so complex. Fanfiction is practice. It's not the real thing. It's giving depth to characters that already exist if they don't have it. It's much harder to create a character from scratch, with problems, experiences, reactions. What I feel right now makes me think that I'm not as deep as I thought I was.

Story status:

Tea: Herms and Fred. On indefinite hiatus because inspiration isn't coming any time soon. Neither is plot. I started this fic so long ago that I don't even remember what the point was.

Abandon: Touya and Syaoran. I'm not quite going in the direction I hoped. It's still not as meaningful as I wanted. I think I'm doing something wrong. I'm really discouraged. I don't think I'm sending out the right idea. The gravity just isn't there. I've got chapter 7 planned out but writing it isn't gonna happen until I actually want to do it. And that will happen when I feel inspired.

Irresistably Guilty: This one's an odd one. I think I have something there, but I can't quite finish it. I'll try over the next while and see what happens.

Thank you for the attention, how ever partial.