I can't process thoughts to put down, to write down, to type inconsistantly, tappping like the rain tapping tacks in the bottom of your shoes. tap tap tap. swirling falling dampened down crazy talk and no format. I like to sit with Sampson on my chest, pet back his ears and down his back, till his little eyes close and he sleeps, curled up in a ( Read more... )

I'm depressed by my beirsltutchness and decided to post a real bit of ficton here so as to make up for the horridness of that last one. (this is not slash it is in fact a story)

( Wonderland )

Alright kiddies! the sole purpose of this LJ is to write better inappropriatness then what I have read. So I hope you enjoy it and learn something about.. I don't know, writing, descriptive sentences, character relationships, I don't know pick something.

( Stairwell Snark Part 1 (The Stairwell) )