About me

What can I say about me? I’m the fairly average adult kid. I’m 25 years old, and yet I still act, and feel, like a teenager. Is it right or wrong? I can’t possible answer this by myself. What I know, is that as the clock slowly ticks away, I feel like I’m losing something important. My ability to adapt. My will to imagine things into being.

My life’s good. No problems with my folks, an excellent array of friends to back me up. I’m a chemist by the way. A man trained to see all things that happen around him as perfectly understood molecular reactions. What is it then, this irritating nudge that i feel in my chest? What is it that drives me to think that imagination is the single most important aspect of a human? Why do i feel pain every time i think that, I too, will mature a day so much, that i will have to shovel deep in the ground my hopes and my desires?

2 Comments

  1. lethebashar said,

    Do you have any links? I also write blog fiction. How long have you been writing?

    Lethe

  2. shadowphoenix said,

    I’ve been developing stories since i started DMing in pnp rpg sessions, about at the age of 13-14. but i started writing them very later, about the age of ~21. Even then, i only worked on only one story, it is only recently that i started writing so much, about each day, and showing it to others.

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