Incanus
Auror
My best writing friend (who I met here at MS) sent me an email yesterday that was over 15,000 words. It took her 6 hours to write. I sort of makes me feel... I don't know... honored that she puts in so much effort. I'm the sort of person who questions the value of my own opinions, but apparently at least one person thinks pretty highly of my input and thoughts. I almost don't feel worthy--(as a writer) I'm a complete nobody, no credentials; only a pair of eyes and a slightly odd-working, sluggish brain. I must being doing more good than I think.
(Now if that's not a random thought, then I don't know what is!)
(Now if that's not a random thought, then I don't know what is!)

Maester