Bite Me!

Today has been...different. While I've known that my personality is much different than most (and I do recognize that we're all unique like precious little snowflakes...) it has become glaring within my writing group. I'm not conservative. I'm not self-editing. I'm not afraid to be a verbal exhibitionist, a logotramp, if you will. My writing is personal and is honest...a little in your face. If you ask me a question, don't be afraid of hearing the answer, because you will get it and nothing but. Heck, most writers I know are alcoholics and my life is tame in comparison, but I am not some kitten up a tree. I swear when I want to (and like a sailor at times), I can do a shot with the boys, and I can be overtly sexual. It's not meant to offend, but it's meant to be real. That's what writing is to me, even when it's fiction. Especially when it's not.

And today I learned I want to be Inga.