Not So Realistic Fake Apple

What you learn living in the middle of nowhere with a dysfunctional family and crazy friends.

Thursday, November 29, 2012

If I Were a Villian

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Authors often base characters off of themselves, or rather a more interesting and exciting version of themselves. However, when doing so the...
Saturday, November 24, 2012

Black Friday

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Everyone knows Black Friday as the day when people voluntarily fight to the death over crap they don't need because it's cheep. Peop...
Tuesday, November 20, 2012

My Favorite Disney Princess and Why

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As a small child, I had quite the obsession with Jasmine (yes, the Disney princess). While I always hated the notion of being a princess du...
Sunday, November 18, 2012

Sleeping

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I am notorious for being a heavy sleeper. It's a skill that was born out of necessity. While I am a notorious heavy sleeper, my family ...
Saturday, November 17, 2012

Apathy

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Apathy is an interesting thing. Throughout my life I've been apathetic to many many things. Usually things that I've either done so ...

Giving Up

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There's a statement that is constantly circulating and people always reference. That statement is "never give up." While by al...
Thursday, November 15, 2012

How Film School Has Murdered My Hatred of Bad Movies

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Since I started attending film school, it is impossible for me to hate a film. I still dislike films because the story sucks and have no des...
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McClellan
Has had an interesting life. Her sophomore year of high school she discovered a doorway to Narnia in the back of her parents closet. She spent several months interning as a dwarf in the Queen of Narnia's army. From there she traveled to the world of fables and fairy tales. It is there that she married a parson and ran with eggs. After returning to her hometown for a short time, she took a trip to wonderland, where she was turned into a chess piece and forced to work in the Red Queen's army. She escaped to Oz by leaping over a rainbow in the back of a beaten up and barely functioning pick-up truck. She took up refuge in the Emerald City where she earned money as a musician. Growing tired of the color green she infiltrated the Wicked Witch of the West's legion of flying monkeys. She learned the art of pretending to fly then began her journey home. Her journey was intercepted by a hoard of fairy tale characters who were angry about her running with eggs. The evil queen from Snow White turned her into a sheep. In order to avoid being a snack for a wolf she mastered the art of WWE wrestling. She now resides under the name of Crusher in The Boy Who Cried Wolf.
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