Hello. My name is Anna. You keel my fahder. Prepare to - Aaaaaaand you just saw way too much of my sense of humor. I will be putting the corn BACK in the can now...
Anywho. That's my name. Anna. And I'm about ^that^ socially adept in real life.
What else should I tell you about myself in 2000 characters or less?
I write things I enjoy (for better or worse) and I've been writing since I was twelve. According to my mother, I've been drawing even longer.
Oh! I'm married to my best friend. I know, I know, 'the cliches, darling,' but it's true. I had to go through that whole, awkward, "What if he finds out I like him, and things get really weird, and I lose him forever" drama. I think it turned out alright. We've been married for 14 years, and we have five kids... which means I write a bit like Jane Austen. Not at her level, not by any means, but with my manuscript hanging out all over the place, abandoned periodically in favor of the adventure that is children, until the storm is past and I can once again sit down and glue my brain to the computer screen.
I don't even know why I do it, anymore. It's a compulsion, I think. Like hoarding. So I have decided to take the nextest, biggest, scariest step, and give other human-type people a look at this thing that I do. Then maybe I'll feel justified.
That's what this is: a means of justifying all the hours I spend not doing housework...
Don't judge me. There is a LOT of housework.
- JoinedMay 19, 2018