My name is Sarah. I'm twenty years old, and a Creative Writing major at UNCW.
I'm really laidback -- except when it comes to grammar. I'm obsessed with grammar, and have been known to correct everything from textbooks to Wendy's cups. It's kind of sad, I guess, that this is one of my favorite pastimes, but I don't mind. I enjoy being bizarre. :)
What else?
Well, fiction amazes me. It is the most beautiful thing in the world.
Poetry is up there, too.
But fiction is my baby.
The other great loves of my life include 'Canes hockey, rock 'n' roll, art of most any kind, being a crazy hippie, That '70s Show, playing clarinet, things that are Italian or Celtic, the movie/musical Hair, doing my best to get Bush and Cheney impeached, Beat literature, photography, Jim Morrison, driving, the part of Wrightsville Beach where the ocean meets the sound, iced coffee, protesting, moonlight, The Picture of Dorian Gray, long skirts, sleeping, mythology, and being around awesome people.
"...the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes 'Awww!'" -- Jack Kerouac, On the Road
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