My name is Mae, and I will blow out 17 candles in May.

I am constantly in the middle of everything, whether I like it or not. I enjoy the quiet, and you will rarely see me talking unless I'm with my closest friends. Call it habit, or shyness, or whatever you like. I simply prefer to observe rather than voice a judgmental opinion. That isn't to say that I won't tell you what's on my mind when the time calls for it. I happen to have a knack for saying the wrong thing at the wrong time, so I won't be saying much when I do speak. As for my internet persona, I'm loud and obnoxious and not afraid to tell you. Less boundaries means those that remain are readily crossed.

I enjoy the finer and more graphic things in life. My taste for the macabre hardly translates to text, so don't worry. My writing and photography tend to say more than I do, I think. It just happens that way. If I could describe myself in three words or less, I would have to say that I am quiet, brilliant, and a total hippy. I like to laugh, I enjoy emotional settings, and I love to write until I develop carpal tunnel in both wrists and all ten of my fingers. Once I figure this site the heck out, I'll post something.

Right now, I'm in a bit of a confusion over how to work fictionpress, but I'll figure it out. Eventually...

I exist simply to exist. I try to live a simpler life. I love vintage bicycles.
And I love being alone with my thoughts.
Enjoy the writing, say hello.
I wouldn't mind a good conversation.

Quote of the month: "Who is more to be pitied, a writer bound and gagged by policemen or one living in perfect freedom who has nothing more to say?" -- Kurt Vonnegut

Updates? None, for the moment. Besides my acute retardation with this site, that is...