Blissbug

So lately I've been in an HP mood; the mind that reminds of pumpkin juice and hollow stone walls of Hagrid's cottage. I'm reading my way backwards through the series, and today since I've been sick I had time to kill, so I looked up some fan art on this site. I was expecting a lot of the same, and yet found my self pleasently surprised by what I came across; I mean, really inspired pieces of work feature characters and places I come to love so well. And I got inspired, so I looked up fan-fiction. Now, I confess that fan-fiction and I have never had a good relationship. My biggest issue with fan fiction comes from being a writter my self, an

Having completed an entirely stressful move cluttered with more than the usual horror of packing boxes and lost objects, I find my self finally settling into an something resembling an old pattern of living. Get up and drink some tea, a little T.V., a little news, a little Internet. Often my mornings are populated with music, my dog and chores. There are small reminders that this is my life and that for the most part, I'm entirely contented with it. Spent last night writing, or at least tapping my pen against my lips as I stared past half blank pages with a tune I couldn't place, skipping through my head. This morning I caught the video for

I love sites like this, that allow you access to all kinds of art by people who are so very deserving of being recognized for their talent. I'm a huge fan of art, all kinds and my recent inclinations toward all things anime is what lead me here. Though I've next to no talent for art, I dabble nonetheless. Mostly doodles that are a bit too pretty to be called doodles, that appear in the margins of whatever I'm writing at the time. I write. A lot. I'm currently working on my novel (the major one of three) and I'm forever exploring where my writing limits are. Exploring things like magical realism, fantasy and memoir, I'm realizing that I'm on