Dear Readers,
Dear readers I am as well keeping my identity a secret, in order to maintain my fresh demeanor, which if I was not using an alias; then I would not be so open blunt about the dominion of reality. I response to Dallas, I would like to state my position on Earth. I am not intellectual in the least, but I do maintain a high grade point average, because I work ten times a hard at my appointed tasks then any other hinder in my course group. Ironically, I am planning on writing when I finish college, and the English Advance Placement course I am in is the only class I have a C in. As of late I am writing a series called Guard. The first installment is called, Lily on the Water. I am on the second chapter page 23. I writing in third person so as not it mix up my tenses, and am at point of the book where Lily realizes how her reality is justified but do not want to write it. If pushed to I will write it today, but I have started this book sometime in July and still I am on page twenty three. I may be the world’s biggest procrastinator. This is the third or fourth book I have started and my present goal is to finish it before I give up the ghost. I am a night owl, I wish for a nocturnal world to live in, but am stuck with the day dwellers. I believe in magic, and the supernatural, and pray they will come and take me to a place of reckoning. I am addicted to coffee and am presently on my third cup of the day. I do not believe in the realism at hand. Either that or refuse the hand I was given and the hole dirty business of predetermined futures. I say rivet my future I chose what I am and who I am, and none of you beasts can decide that for me. I have no illusion about myself, that I am superior to all of the other inhabitants of this planet, just the opposite in fact, but I refuse to accept that I can not still be what ever I want to be. Yes, I know the uselessness of the deed, I know the cost. The cost is a life of pointlessness, and to be alone. That’s what my books are for after all to save me from reality.
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The Inferior Interloper