I read. I write. I yell at people a lot. I survive primarily on cafffeine and nicotine, and I rarely get enough sleep thanks to extended bouts of mania. Welcome to the ramblings of an unmedicated bipolar with severe social anxiety disorder. Yay.
I’ve worked as a writer, a graphic designer, and an animal trainer. Those go together, right? Now I’m in software, where I work ridiculous hours, but I get to break and rewrite code, and I don’t have to deal with people — at least not normal ones — so I can’t complain. When I’m not wreaking havoc on databases, I write fanfic and make banners for people who didn’t ask for them, and of course, as you probably know, I own TheTwilightAwards.com, which KellyProvence and I run with the help of about 30 other people who don’t mind putting up with me.
My newest partner in crime is Max, and the crime is SparklyRedPen.com, a beta and prereader matching service for the Twi-fandom. It was her idea, and I just ran with it, designing the website, forum, graphics…you name it, I’m probably up to my eyeballs in it for her site.
Let’s see…what else? You probably won’t find me doing anything other than lurking through fandom comnunities, although I do pop up in The Gazebo from time to time. People freak me the fuck out, so I generally avoid them, although a few have managed to seat themselves in the unfamiliar role of friend. Bloodofbeckie just…gets me, and I kinda love her, and the staff at TTA has been oddly accepting. Well, maybe it’s not odd for them, but it is for me. I’m a hell of a lot more boring than people think I am, and I’m a bit of a hermit. I’m still holding out for that big lottery win that will fund my cabin in the woods, far from civilization, but until then, I’ll be lurking in the fandom.