Crystal looked busy, so I gave myself the tour – docked my ship at the port, tossed a couple of my monsters into the secret underground tunnels, and stocked the fridge up with Dr. Pepper. I brought brownies, too, but you’d better move quick; I think the overgrown plant in the corner is eyeing them hungrily.
So: welcome to my mid-life crisis, she said. I’ve been writing for many years, and recently decided to start taking it more seriously. One of my goals was to find a good online writing group, and I was delighted to stumble across Hatrack. You all seem to be my brand of crazy, but I won’t really know that for certain until you start talking to yourselves…
The genre lines have blurred a little since I was young, but I prefer writing my battles with swords and werewolves as opposed to ray guns and explorers. I also have a fondness for writing what is now referred to as ‘erotic supernatural romance’, but I won’t post anything here that’s more explicit than PG-13.
That’s the intro. I look forward to getting to know you all better.
I'd say come on in, but it looks like you've done that. Grab one of those Dr. Peppers and join us on the back deck, it's quite a view. You might be interested in the koi pond and the space station as well. Careful though, some of those koi are the tricky sort.
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I'm pretty new myself, although if you learned up on the tunnel I'm sure you knew that ;D I hope you enjoy hatrack, I'm sure you will. And-and if you see Charlie...tell him to come home...I miss him...so much ;-;
Me, I never talk to myself. Yes I do. I do? news to me, but hey, the brownies were great, and it wasn't me that ate them all, *hides incriminating chocolate covered fingers behind back * honest.
This place is huge, I met a guy here that has a suite in Hawaii. Boy am I green eyed.
It's so good to see the treehouse up ahead of me. I look down at my exhausted body and try to pull my sweat stained T-shirt back into place where it belongs and brush the grit off my faded jeans. I can't believe that I've made it back home after everything that's happened. I stumble to the bottom of the tree and find I don't have enough energy left to activate the levitation elevator. Surely, someone will notice and help me make it the rest of the way home.
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