KIMJA FTW

I'm late, I know, but please, DO forgive me. I've been too in my head lately. I've been freaking about about presents... I just wrote my best friend a Shakespearean sonnet, in almost perfect iambic pentameter. (I'm VERY proud, by the way...)

And my boyfriend's present? It's amazing. And Morgen decided what it should, and did all of the work involved as I handed over the cash to support her project. Ahh, I love her!

But, I wouldn like to state that Kinja has been around for over a year. It started with repetitive posts of poetry my BFFL Jon and I wrote together. Then, I moved on to silly posts about nothing, and most recently I've posted alot of fictional prose I've been doing. When Kimja was started, prose scared me to death, so I hid behind the meaningful/less words of my poetry, which has always been very abstract and elegant.

I've halfway completed a novel, entitled CRAVED and currently am working on another work, my stab at the ridiculous world of romantic YA literature, lossely based on Capote's BREAKFAST AT TIFFANY'S. Because that's my favorite book. Besides A THOUSAND SPLENDID SUNS. WOOT.

The point of this? Nonexistent. I just wanted to celebrate trying to keep up with Kimja. I haven't, I'm sorry. I promise, after my auditions for the musical (Yup, like last year at this time, LOL.) I will come with one of my deepest posts yet, I've been through something kind of terrible recently, and I'm sick of bottling up my feelings.

I just set "anniversary" as a post for this and remembered to say. CONOR REMEMBERED OUR THREE-MONTH. I MADE A BET HE WOULDN'T. WHAT IS WRONG WITH THAT BOY? Oh, wait, he's with me. Nevermind...