I am terribly insane. Which I figure makes me normal.
I’m pretty girly, by some standards. I like my nails done, I like to write in pastel pink and purple pilot pens, I have an obsession with any Real Housewives franchise (especially Vancouver) and have an attachment to Hello Kitty which is probably unhealthy and makes my boyfriend frequently facepalm. I am a bit of a princess.
Typical girl, yea?
But when I was young I read The Andromeda Strain, not Sweet Valley High. I chose Tolkien over Blume and picked The Shining up at the garage sale instead of the Nicholas Sparks romance.
Yes, I read hand-me-down babysitters club as an 8-year-old and I will steadfastly promote Meg Cabot and all the Princess Diaries–but I pine for good writing and thoughtful fiction. Princess Mia is, after all, much more badass in writing than her Anne Hathaway counterpart (no offense, Disney likes to butcher anything worth producing).
I’m out there. I subscribe to Quill & Quire and follow Xiaxue. I watch Sailor Moon in Japanese and read manga. I read Wikipedia for fun and try to learn 3 languages at a time, trying to fix my terrible French accent. Sashimi is my vice and I love watching Supernatural with my boyfriend. I love hashtags and Starbucks and Sephora and Victoria’s Secret.
But my goal here? Write. To write and to share my writing journey. To take my favourite fiction and honour it with my own fiction, and my own opinions.
I am here to fight for the English Degree. A laughable post-secondary pursuit because it has been sullied by the dirty paws of too many spoiled children wasting their parents’ money. They never could figure out quite what to do so they’ll wait around here until good connections drop opportune employment in their laps. Kids who still can’t figure out after 4 years the difference between “your” and “you’re” have made the English Degree synonymous with a Slacker’s Degree.
I’m here to reclaim the meaning for myself. I’m here to push myself to write. To edit. To publish. To dream.
And occasionally post about the latest Game of Thrones episode, and how it wasn’t long enough.
Princess Gloss 