Running Headlong into Myself

So, I find myself in a strange place in my life where I walk around and think to myself, Gee, this place is strange. I’m serious. Okay, not completely serious, but maybe serious in a strange and slightly unserious sort of way.

Photo: CA Hawthorne

Photo: CA Hawthorne

I also walk around and wonder, What the heck, Christina? Aren’t you supposed to have gone through this when you were like, I don’t know, fourteen? You know, instead of now when you’re, like, many, many times that?

And when did you, self, start using the word like so much?

Uh oh, I’m having a full-fledged conversation with myself and I really don’t think we’re getting much accomplished, and on a certain level that’s a bit disturbing.

Anyway, let me move along before I digress again and start explaining how I exploded a cup of coffee in the kitchen and it was a mess everywhere!

To read the remainder of this post and further self-analysis of my quirky self (and a conclusion), please join me on the website HERE.

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About Ontyre Passages

Alive and well in the Rocky Mountains. I'm a fantasy writer who also dabbles in poetry, short stories, and map making. My Ontyre tales are an alternative fantasy experience, the stories rich in mystery, adventure, and romance. Alternative fantasy? Not quite steampunk. Not quite gothic. In truth, the real magic is in those who discover what's within.
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