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12 November 2022 @ 05:37 pm
I am.

I am genderqueer. I am mentally ill. I am multiple. I am legally blind. I am fat. I am tall. I am polyamorous. I am asexual. I am kinky.

I am a writer. I am a poet. I am a storyteller. I am a muse. I am a sounding board. I am an enabler. I am a procrastinater.

I am also nonhuman.

I am a child of Winter and Autumn and I am a harvest ghost. I am winged, pawed, clawed and tailed. I am a creature of the fires and a creature of shadows and one of the dark, quiet places in the corners of your home.

I am a creature of heart, spirit and I am fae. I am a forest girl, I am a fire child and I am a son of the storms and the lightning.

And I live it. All of it. I live it every day, I breath it, I feel it, I dance in it, I sing it, I scream it, I shout it, and I whisper it quietly to myself.

My name is Charley and this is who I am.

If I friended you for any reason, it’s because I think you're interesting, or perhaps it’s because I think you make beautiful things. The point is, I amire you in some fashion. Even those who I consider friends, I admire in some way. I think that I know talented, marvelous people and I treasure them and their friendship.

Please feel free to leave a comment here saying hi if you’re friending me. I’d love to talk with you and say hello. I understand if you’re shy though, I am that as well, so don’t feel obligated and please, if you find my journal to not be of interest, don’t worry about de-friending me. I don’t mind.
29 July 2021 @ 02:47 am
Prompts and writing commss/journals. There was supposed to be other things too but it's mostly prompts and writing lists at this point.

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07 May 2012 @ 08:58 am
So, you saw the doodles I've been do0ing and I've done a couple more since then, though I can't seem to get them to photograph well enough to be clearly seen. Anyway, not the point.

I want to practice drawing, kind of in that style, kind of tweaking it and see what I like and what I don't. So!

Come to me and tell me what to draw!

Right now I'm drawing people mostly but I will try and draw other things. I will try and get a clear picture but if not, I will scan it and, if you really like it, I can ink, color and send it to you if you're really fond of it.
06 May 2012 @ 05:25 pm
- It is too hot for legs.
- I am having tea anyway.
- My hair will ideally be blue by the end of the day
- Wrote a blog entry about how much I love A Writer's Prayer, a Neil Gaiman poem.
- I may or may not spend my writing energy on writing Cabin Pressure promptfic
- i bought my first thing at Lush today. Hopefully it will help me get rid of some of the dark splotches on my skin.
- I get Morgan on Friday.
- I got a new sketchbook since my old one had almost no pages left in it.
- My mother also had mechanical pencils hiding, so that was exciting.
- I've acquired graphic novels
- It has been decided that I am in the market for a new bag. Somethimg smaller than Sam, though hopefully still a messenger bag.
- I think that's it.
So! Here I am, linking things that I am finally getting around to using.

Scenes On Screens - The other blog I am going to try and maintain. (I didn't want to say something until I put up a few things). It's going to be about stories but because that's such a wide genre, that.....really means it could be about anything. It really depends on what I am in the mood. I am going to try and update it at least most days but we will see.

Goodreads - I am trying to use this more, though I don't know if I am going to. I'm hoping though!
Notes: Themes of kidnapping, forced confinement, breaking down of an identity, sexual violence (though it is only very lightly implied). Takes place in an AU of [community profile] andthedevilmakesthree

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05 May 2012 @ 01:21 pm
Ask me questions and I will record my answers. This can be anything from what am I doing, to questiosn on my belief system to asking me to record something to anything eolse you can think of. I will record and post my answers up probably today or tomorrow.
Note: Set in [community profile] atricksterwind-verse. These are the girls and damnit, one day I am going to write their story. One day. Maybe., *si8gh.

She loves fiercely. She loves with claws and teeth and hands and fur. She loves with every part of her, with every fiber of her being. She loves with her mouth and her feet and her stomach and her chest.

She loves wholeheartedly and with reckless abandon.


She doesn't understand love. It confuses her. The constriction in her chest when the girl approaches her, the flutter of her newly acquired heartbeat. Her hands shake and her mouth goes dry. She wants to step closer and back away at the same time. She doesn't understand any of this, doesn't understand why her thoughts are racing, why her stomach seems to be caught in a whirlwind, why, when she looks at her, everything else stops mattering, even her skin, even how wrong she is.

She doesn't know how to love but she thinks she might be willing to learn.


When they kiss, it's like two forces of nature meeting one another. One is all heat and passion and fire. She is a firestorm whirling around and sucking in anything that crosses it's path. She is love in passion, love in ferocity, love in aggression. She knows what she is and she is proud of it.

And the other? Is a breeze, fickle and nervous but still there. She can be strong, can topple buildings down, can tear the world apart but right now? She doesn't understand the power she has, doesn't understand that she can do more than make the leaves dance.


You watch the girls kiss, one with long, auburn hair and tanned skin. She looks like she spent a lot of time in the sun and you smile a little. You wonder where she been been and where she's going, for she has the air of a traveler about her. The other girl is pale, almost sickly but not quite. Her dark hair falls from her shoulders and she seems almost unsure of what she's doing until her lips meet that of the other girl. Then she relaxes into the kiss, lets herself melt into it.

You only look for a second before moving on. There's something about the kiss, something powerful and strange, that you don't entirely understand and despite thinking it's sweet, you can't help but move on quickly.
Note: In [personal profile] roadtripofthedamned-verse. Don't know where this fits in, don't knwo if it even does fit in but well, I neeeded to write something today, so yes.

I don't know if I'll ever understand the universe. I don't know if I'm supposed to. Maybe I'm not meant to, maybe the world is just supposed to be a big, giant, confusing place that no one really understands and no one ever will.

I don't know.

But I guess I understand pieces of it. I know what it's like to die, I know ha it's like to be in love and those are the imprant parts, right? Or some of them, anyway.

My name is Winter Lee, and this? Isn't written for you, whoever you are. I'm not writing this for anyone but myself. I'm trying to puzzle out the universe in these pages, understand why it does what it does. I know I probably won't, I know that the mysteries of the universe won't be revealed to me with my own words but it's worth trying, right? I mean, no one ever got anywhere unlessthey tried.

So this is me, putting my best foot forward and trying.

And if you happen to read this, whoever you are, let me know if you understand anything more than I do, because I'm willing to bet that even though I've met saints and the sinners who fought against thtem and I've met ghosts and angels and fae. I've literally danced with Death and kissed her cheek and showed the Lady of the Crossroads what it's like to make a choice, I'm still utterly clueless as to why the world does what it does.

And maybe I'll never die, maybe I'll never get the chance to ask the person who rocks the world to sleep why they do what they do, but I'll have tired to learn what the universe is doing and that's better than not trying anything at all.

With love and hope in mind,
- Winter