This is my description. Yes, that's what I'm going with.
Among the many things I do with my life (like wondering what I want to do with my life), writing is one thing that I find myself strangely attracted to, yet always lacking that essential motivation one needs to sit down patiently for a couple of hours, pressing letters on a keyboard. It sounds like an overall simple progress, yet even though I go back time and time again, sit down, and stare at the screen, I repeatedly get distracted and do something else.
Luckily, the motivation's come back, but the ideas have not. I have a couple of very rough concepts for novels, but nothing more than that.
If I ever post something here - short stories, poems, you name it - I'll be seeking feedback and critique - don't be scared to judge harshly, I'm very open to criticism.
Now, jumping to the other topic that everyone loves to have in their descriptions, I have a life, and I also have things I like to do. These things include things such as: Reading (quite a shocker, I know), listening to music, playing music (piano), composing music (piano again), praising the Dark Lord Cthulhu (by playing piano, of course), watching movies,b̶e̶i̶n̶g̶ ̶w̶i̶t̶h̶ ̶f̶r̶i̶e̶n̶d̶s̶ and taking long walks on the beach at night (hold on, I might be confusing this for Tinder again).
That's all you need to know.
Cheers,
-M
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