I'm Kari.
I am nineteen. Apparently this makes me a grown up.
I'm not so sure about that.
I have many thoughts and a vast, twisted imagination.
(Which I would like to commit to writing, but sadly the transition on to the bandwagon isn't smooth.)
I have many, many original WIPs. They'll probably remain unfinished.
A few FanFiction works, again incomplete.
Lazy? No. In all actuality I try very hard, but I never learned HOW to write.
I'm constantly revising, rewriting, and generally bashing myself in the head with a spoon.
I favorite authors, because, more often than not, I like more than just one of their stories.
Well, wish I had some flowery way to wrap this self-absorbed bit up, but I don't.
Toodaloo.