The ramblings of a Nut who should be doing something else – Adelaide, South Australia


I am such a flaky artist sometimes. I didn’t used to think I was – too left brained to be the rainbow dressed, feel the abstract kinda girl. I’m a graphic designer, for crying out loud.

But no. I leave my characters in a bind overnight and my stomach is in knots. I have work to do today, so theoretically I can’t write them out of their bind until tonight, but at this rate I’m going to have to do something just to settle my brain.

How pathetic is that?

Writing is frickin’ addictive and mind altering. Who needs drugs when you can write?

::headdesk multiple times::

(it’s scary in my head)

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