I'm an aussie hence the slight variation in spelling and as you will soon probably be able to tell I can be skittish and frequently drop off the face of the earth to hide under my rock. I also have a cat that is named orange cat and three years later it still doesn't know it's own name.

I was always told in school that what I wrote made no sense and my style or way of writing was strange. Yet there were times when they didn't believe it was mine because it apparently made perfect sense, go figure.

I'm writing for purely personal reasons but seeing as I am a procrastinator, I thought that by posting it, it would encourage me to not get sidetracked. I have also posted this story over at The writer's coffee shop because it will become quite intense as we gain momentum.