| Age |
23 |
| Location |
Bend, OR. Jewel of the nation. |
| Website |
http://incendiaryeloquence.blogspot.com* |
| Favorite films/plays |
Whedon never disappoints. Gaiman rocks as well. Me = fanboy. |
| Other interests |
I live in a house full of bugs and a small creature who is half-Ewok, half-Luck Dragon, and claims to be some sort of doctor. He talks to me in my sleep, invading my dreams with his cries of selfless pain.
There is another creature in my house, that of a strange thirty-year-old man who looks like a baby with a lumberjack's beard. I know, right? He pulls music from the air and sticks little bits and pieces together with magic tape, taking his murals to populated places to make people look at each other and swing.
The third and final creature that lives in my house has another, smaller house on top of his head, upon a forest of little needles. He drinks a lot of coffee, smokes a thosuand cigarettes at once, and builds intangible masterpieces out of thin air for people willing to give him many, many dollars. This one also takes samples of trees for which to hit reverberating chambers with.
I have several hundred spoons, and four forks.
Let us not even discuss my overabundance of little spready knives I have in relation to my destitution of actual butter knives.
There are three kinds of Windex in my chemical cupboard, along with a glad absence of small rodents with poisonous shit.
I am the keeper of all royal families, the sole protector of their earthtoned castles, the mediator in their wars. And I tell them when their stables ought to be shut and when they should open, because it would be my neck on the guillotine should their mishandled belongings be swiped from their possession. It would be my fault, when it is truly theirs.
But, I have my head still. And it works.
(Without drugs, thanks. I'm just naturally strange. Bet this makes you wanna read my script or NaNo, doesn't it? "Oh goshy gee, we have ourselves an internet weirdo here. Probably bubbling on goofballs, masturbating to the thought fawns, inviting my children over for strangs board games that he himself invented... The things he writes are probably mindless ramblings in tribute to the god of madness!" Not so. It's actually quite normal. I just have many hours on my hands to fill out these trifle profile thingies.)
I enjoy creating misconceptions. |
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