Verlich

Species: Feathered Dragon

Occupation: Story teller

“I’m not a drug salesman. I’m a writer.”

“What
makes you think a writer isn’t a drug salesman?”

Oh hell I'll have to put something in here, well I'm a writer so innately that makes me enjoy reading and what not. I also blame it for my urge to own typewriters and old school ink pens. Though I'm a big gamer you'll most likely find me on PC, PC MASTER RACE! Ahm... well that's about it besides me being a nerd in all things Sci-Fi, and now going into Fantasy, oh the places reading and writing will take you. But on a more important note I do not and will not write for money, one because my skill as far as my mind goes is about equal to that of shoveling crap from a sitting position though people may disagree, you are your own worst critic. But secondly I write to enrich the lives of others and take their minds off of life. If you have a story idea shoot it at me, I really have nothing better to do in my free time.     

You Know You're an Author If:

You talk to yourself a lot. (e.g. Hmm, what would happen if it was sunny the day Bella got hit by the van? Oh, story idea!! Must get computer!)

You talk to yourself about talking to yourself. (e.g. 'Why do I constantly ask my self random things?')

When you talk to yourself you often talk to yourself like you're talking to someone else. (e.g. 'Have you ever noticed that deliver could mean take out someone's liver?')

After uttering a profound piece of wisdom like that above, you stare at the cookie in your hand with awe and say, "Wow,this stuff is great for sugar highs...'

You live off of sugar and caffeine.

You've ever stuck a big word into a sentance after a dumb word (e.g. 'College is so, like, totally daunting')

Your vacation is ruined because you forgot your laptop at home and just discovered an amazing plot for a story.

You'll check your e-mail every day of the week and then disappear off the face of the earth.

You're e-mails tend to be pages long and incredibly random.

When replying to an e-mail, you'll never actually address the point of it.

You tend to collect Bic Stics off the ground like picking pennies off the ground.

No matter where you are in a room you never have to get up to find a pen/pencil and paper.

The letters on your keyboard are wearing off.

Your friends and family think that you have carpal tunnel syndrome.

People think you have A.D.D.

You think it'd be cool to have A.D.D.

You correct spelling problems and various mistakes on the worksheets your teachers pass out.

You want to type one thing to someone, but then end up writing a novel.

That short story your english teacher assigned you to write came out as a 30-page story compared to the 5-page tales everyone else did.

You constantly start talking in third person, present or past tense. (All the time. You don't even know!)

You start thinking about making lists like this and start giggling for no "apparent" reason

Your friends stopped looking at you funny for no apparent reason a loooooong time ago.

And FINALLY, the one way to tell if you're a good writer: You failed English 101. (Actually this does not apply but w.e.)