~CrowPhoenix

So, I seem to have been a little slow to actually do anything around here as of late, so I thought I'd at least explain. As of now, I have still yet to regain my courage and still fear failure so acutely that I am incapable of anything. But more troubling than that is the fact that my imagination his left me. I find myself unable to daydream. This was one of the things that got me through the day and made my nights so enjoyable to me. Whether this is punishment for my cowardice, the loss of my muse, or the effect of the boringness of my job, I cannot say. But that's the that of that. Yar! Stupid sentences abound!

Now onto the real point of this post. I recently got the Final Fantasy Tactics remake for the PSP and have been slowly guiding Ramza on his journey. As I always keep the main character's name, I decided that I would create a me to join him in his quest.

So how about it? Do you want to join Ramza on this quest? if so give me the name you want and class you want to be. I'm a monk, and I have a dragoon. You can be a repeat, but I'm sure you'll get more use if you are something new.

Cheers all, and my the muses bless your mind.

I was finally caught by one of these things. You can thank Plaire and Doc.

If you post a comment on this journal, I will:

1 - answer with something random.
2 - dare you to try something.
3 - say a colour I associate with you.
4 - tell you something I like about you.
5 - tell you something I always remember about you / a first memory about you.
6 - tell you what animal you remind me of.
7 - ask you something I always wanted to ask you.
8 - and If I do this for you, you must put this in your journal too!

Ok, so tomorrow I leave for Otakon. I'll be gone till Monday night, so, don't freak out if I don't get back to the literal droves of people who will be falling down at my feet for this honor.

XD all kidding aside, you might have noticed, I'm not that active. Well, I've run into a bit of a wall. I haven't written in a year and a half, and that sucks. Anyway, it's beginning to look like I gotta buckle and start taking meds (this is OCD related) or I might not ever get my groove back. Now, why am I stating this? I want to know, if anyone is up for it, what effects meds have had on your creativity. I'm truthfully afraid of not being myself anymore.

By the way, search for my song I'm listening to on youtube. It's worth a good laugh or five.

The mood is due to the fact that I uploaded some stories, and I hope you enjoy them. These stories were all written for my creative non-fiction class, and since I rarely post anything, I felt that I should at least put these up. The stories (My World, Greta, Holding the Dream, and Living Through Fighting) all seem to me as if they are interconnected works. I had alot of fun writting them.

Man, it feels good to say that.

Peace out.