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Young Writers Society


logosgal

About logosgal

Many years ago, I was born. I went to school, made up some stories, learned some things, went to school, made some friends, lost some friends, went to school, made some music, traveled a bit, and went to school. Then, just when I thought I was almost done with school, I decided to pursue a career that would involve more school.


Interests

the art and science of language, friends, music, violin, drama, rock hounding, reading, art, philosophy, lots of other stuff

Occupation

College Student, Writing Consultant, Occasional Day Camp Counselor and Dragon Hunter

Website

http://logosgal.livejournal.com/


"For a short space of time I remained at the window watching the pallid lightnings that played above Mont Blanc and listening to the rushing of the Arve, which pursued its noise way beneath. The same lulling sounds acted as a lullaby to my too keen sensations; when I placed my head upon my pillow, sleep crept over me; I felt it as it came and blessed the giver of oblivion."
— Mary Shelley, Frankenstein