I was born to catch dragons in their dens
And pick flowers
To tell tales and laugh away the morning
To drift and dream like a lazy stream
And walk barefoot across sunshine days.
Chelsea, 25, Oklahoma. Glittering growling girlmonster, equal parts shimmer and simmer, rapture and rage. Seeking to balance simplicity and positivity with awareness and action, to be immersed in the world without being destroyed by it. I will eat you alive with my bloody mouth always smiling.
I live in an apartment which I share with my best friend, a black Lab guide dog called Magnus, a wild, clawing black cat called Morpheus, and various plants. I am a totally blind soon-to-be English major with a children’s and young adult literature concentration, a women’s and gender studies minor, and aspiring librarian. In my free time, I spin fairy tales from my daydreams, consume excessive amounts of media, and write excessive amounts of words about it. My main ambition in life is to be a cat. I wish I lived in a treehouse in the forest.
I read children’s literature, fairy tales and retellings, magical realism, horror, and mythic fantasy, among other things. I do not read much science fiction, historical fiction, or romance. My film and television preferences are consistent with my literary ones.
I’m interested in girls, personal identity, stories as a means of survival, sex and sexuality as abstract concepts that don’t directly relate to me, bodies and how to live with/in them, and feminism and social justice issues.
I like fairy tales and folklore and mythology, climbing trees, going barefoot, honeysuckle and sunflowers and dandelions, birdbaths and porch swings, sleepy folk music and sugary-sweet pop, anthropomorphic animals, mirrors and clocks, breakfast, cats, winter, wolves, bees, owls, birds and bells of all kinds, jewelry/trinket/music boxes, literary tattoos, journaling, making lists, fanfiction,1950s-1970s era horror films, poetry, the smell and physical weight and pages of books, handmade jewelry, handmade everything, floral perfume oils, snail mail, peasant skirts, ghost stories, graveyards, urban legends, witches, libraries, and run-on sentences.