*to the tune of I'm Still Standing*: "You could never know what it's like..."
I'm Ash Athena Shepard, a Writer and Diamond Painter. I've been writing since I was ten years old, been taking it seriously since 2015. I'm 27. Inbox is open for free prompts, commissions and asks about my wips and stuff in general. enjoy my insane batshit crazy self
Okay so, you remember last week or the week before, I started those flash fiction things and never finished them? Well I plan to, later today (it's almost 1am) go to a cafe or a library and just work on small fics to get some writing for the blog.
I feel like I'll be more focused now since my urge to play Pokemon has died down after almost 3 weeks xD
I was actually in the middle of a flash fic so I'll finish that one.
The Flash Fiction fics of mine are called "Trauma Dumplings"
I'll let ya'll who are interested, know when I'm gonna upload 1!
Update: Mum just fully woke up, I retold this to her and she looked confused as fuck like "WHO THE HELL IS JONATHAN?" bitch I'd like to fucking know xD
So I was feeding my cats, when my mum half asleep said "give them milk" so I looked for the kitten milk, we don't have any.
My mum then proceeds to say "I told Jonathan we needed milk!"
This dude on Facebook sent me a friend request, he apparently lives not far from me, but his Facebook profile only has 2 people on it and he's following me like I'm a fucking celebrity. I don't know if he's a bot or a 50 year old man wanting to bang