Maybe I am. You never can tell by appearances.

I have submitted a new prose! Go check it out! Reviews and critiques please!

It seems like dark, horrifying, and inevitable doom and/or gloom is right up my alley. I remember I did one writing exercise for a friend of mine, who was disappointed in the suddenness of the switch from normal day in the life of some guy to his night terror-causing nightmare in the middle of the night after aforementioned day. I remember a poem I wrote in my high school comp class about a normal day I was having, when I saw something bad happening that froze me. I also wrote a short story in the aforementioned class about a traumatized werewolf hunter who ultimately becomes what he hates most. Then there was that prose I wrote for this website about a spider, a rabbit and a crow, that seemed tame from the beginning, but got kinda awful and gross at the end. Then of course there's Cry-Wolf, set in the after-effects of doom with the protagonist so far still feeling gloomy about it. Which, by the way, I haven't got back to yet since my last post. It will happen, don't worry. Anyway, is that me? Is that my thing? Cause I can totally get on that train.

Something that has caught my attention: so far, I have received four llama badges. I guess that means I'm funny, maybe? It's not that I'm ungrateful, but I would be grateful if I knew what I was awarded the llama badge for. Apparently somebody likes what I'm doing, so shouldn't I be made aware of it, so I can keep doing it?

That's all for now. Merry Christmas!