Sunday, 5 February 2012

#05 - Life in General


Gosh. It snowed, overnight; I woke up this morning and my two cats were meowing furiously at the garden, which had the audacity to allow itself to be covered in this coating of white stuff without their permission! I am hoping that the snow will stop my school being open, but alas most of it has already melted. Apparently the roof began to leak on Friday: I just have to hope it is still leaking. 

Saturday, 4 February 2012

#04 - Writing


He touched the silver star pin very lightly, with the tip of one finger, and she had to control herself in order to not flinch away from him. His hands were long-fingered, almost delicate - they looked more like the hands of a musician than those of a murderer.
"Magic," he said the word like a prayer. 
"Magic." A prayer. How funny. To Lucky, it was - and always had been - a curse. 

I feel cold and tired and generally unpleasant today. 

Tuesday, 31 January 2012

#01 - Introduction post


Let's try and start out on the right kind of footing, shall we? I am very good at making blogs. I am very good at designing a layout and making headers and thinking of witty blog urls and trying to make myself seem much cleverer than I am via the medium of "about me" boxes. My adventures in blogging have consisted of fashion blogs, book review blogs, personal blogs, poetry blogs - everything you can think of, I have tried at one time or another. 

My problem is staying devoted to a blog. Wanting to continue to make outfit posts, or continuing to write book reviews, or even having the motivation to write about my day. I am not going to come straight out and say "this will not happen on this blog". If I am being honest with you, it probably will happen on this blog - if only because I am an incredibly lazy person. I am going to try my best not to let it happen - let's see how that goes, shall we?

An introduction post. I can do that. I am very good at that kind of thing. 

My name is Nat. It is short for something; most of you will hopefully never know what. I don't like going by my birthname, partly because it is awful and partly because I feel as though "Nat" is far more gender neutral in the grand scheme of things. I am a human being, and I identify as genderfluid - I might often refer to being trans*. I may also refer to myself as "queer" - again, I identify as a panromantic asexual. I can't speak for all people who ID in this way, but the best explanation I can offer is that I have romantic attractions towards people (I've certainly harboured crushes for years upon years) but don't particularly want to engage in any manner of sexual activity with them. I'm a teenager; I shan't specify exactly how old. That way I won't have to go back and change it regularly. You can probably guess anyway. 

I live in Hull. It is not a very interesting place to live. I leave school this year - there goes the age thing already - and hopefully when I get to college I'll be studying musical theatre. Sometimes teachers talk to me about my ambitions and a faint cloud of disappointment falls over their face as soon as I say this; I get fairly good grades. I'm also quiet and shy and hard-working, and it's probably not a stretch to say that they wonder how I could be any good at something like that. I'm currently involved in a production of Sweeney Todd, in which I will be playing Mrs Lovett. Sondheim. Eeep. 

I am a vampires elitist. Don't get me talking about Twilight. On that note, don't get me talking about True Blood or The Vampire Diaries either. If you're a fan, you won't enjoy it. If you get me talking about The Vampire Chronicles and you are a fan you may find yourself pleased, though - especially if you're willing to engage in conversation about the musical, which is my baby

Fictional characters book-wise whom I am overly attached to include: Jonathan Teatime, Nicolas de Lenfent, Susan Sto Helit, Dorian Gray, Montparnasse, Jehan Prouvaire, Howell Jenkins and Hermione Granger. Some of these are more obvious than others; if you can correctly place them all, we should probably be friends. 

I am: a feminist, a person, a survivor, a manic-depressive, a poet, an obsessive compulsive, a recovering self-harmer, a member of many fandoms, a performer, an artist and most importantly I am a Nat. This is a separate species. My preferred pronouns are: ze, zir. 

My favourite film of all time is The Breakfast Club. That is a suitable factoid to end this introduction post on.