Oh Christ.

So guess who decided to finally make an appearance? Yep, Aunt Flo has finally arrived. Ugh. Not ugh in a bad way, just ugh meaning.....I'm just tired of the drama my period brings with it. Oh well. It's here now, and I can relax until last month.

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I've gotten back into writing recently, not only in this blog but creative writing. Nerdy writing. Role playing....Harry Potter style? Ha. I'm such a geek, but I make no apologies for it. I'd hate to be one of those people who go through life taking themselves so seriously. Those people irritate me. What do they do when they wake up at the age of eighty and realize they've wasted their lives worrying about what others think? I'm glad I won't have that worry.

So back to the topic at hand. My creative juices (ha, so dirty) are flowing again, and I'm actually starting to take some joy in my new character. I've always worried that my original character I began playing with, would never be able to be topped or equaled to her level of depth. I put three years into that character. A lot of time, dedication, careful plotting and planning, and then being able to write her in a way that did her justice to the way I percieved her. My new character is beginning to feel the same for me. Her character building is bringing me the same satisfaction that I've lost once I put my original away. It's a good feeling to have something of your own. I created it, I gave it life, it lives and breathes within me, and flows through my hands onto paper or onto my computer screen and becomes real. It's a part of me, something no one can ever take from me.

It's comforting.