Hello.
I like bacon. And writing. Amongst other things. I've been writing for a loooooong time. Well, correction: I've been thinking about writing for a very long time. Granted, I've written a lot of fanfiction back in the day, but alas, I feel bad nicking other people's ideas so much and pooing all over them with my romantic ideas for them all. I don't think they'd appreciate the smell. I can write on prompt. How else did I manage to rescue my entire English Language paper from near disaster to decency? Luck, perhaps. But one can dream.
I enjoy writing. I think it's awesome, and when I'm in the zone, awesome times are awesome. But I find it so dreadfully difficult to come up with my own ideas that are worthy of the death of a few trees that my own writing journey kinda gets sidetracked at the cake shop round the corner and back home again. So therefore, I come here. To get over my cake addiction, and actually write something. I also struggle to read. Not literally, just I struggle to get into stories these days. I enjoy realistic, real life stories, if you like, and if I'm pushed for the truth, I do love it when love prevails and stuff. Because who doesn't love it when the characters have this impossible love story that you just envy forever and ever and pretend you're not really forever alone and really there is love in the world and yes and yes and yes. But indeed, I need to get into reading as well. Basically, I'm a literary lost cause and need a lifeboat! xD
So yeah. Hey.
I think I'm going to like it here.... 
Erm...I quite like the thought of dystopian society, you know, like anarchy in the city or whatever. But everything I write is seemingly fit for the rubbish bin. >.< It just seems too...melodramatic and shizzle. Maybe that's just my brain being a twit, but hey ho, I'll get there soon. 