22 year old lost to the world. Texan by birth, nomad by choice. I am a very, very hopeful writer and am in the midst of getting through two novels (which is just the iceberg of my lovely long list). I study knights of a table that is round, poets long since dead and fairy tales that I should have no real interest in anymore (at least not to the extent that I do, seriously, it's very close to certifiable). I obsess easily and am just now starting to grow into the personality I have been given, thanks to a woman whose name is referenced in a Death Cab song. I'm awkward. Like, seriously awkward, though it doesn't always come out on-line (thank god for backspace).