Welcome to the Red Room.
I have been checking out the website for a few months now. And, quite frankly, I was hesitant to join yet another online community. Technology facinates and frightens me, simultaneously. Today, while looking for an excuse not to write, I caved.
So here I am.
I am a poet, psuedo-philosopher, first-time novelist. I recently finished my first screenplay. And honestly, I have never been so proud of anything in my entire life. I call myself an existentialist, but I have yet to determine the full extent to which that affects my writing. I am single, extremely moody and extremely sensitive.
Once a upon a time, I was a blooming sales woman who was being taken advantage of by a corporate-type. Now, I'm unemployed, homeless and being taken advantage of by the world.
So here I am. Trying to figure out how to reposition myself.
I hope that one day you will read my poetry, my novels.. and maybe even see movies that I have written. Eh, I'm a dreamer. Looks like dreams are all I have left.