I was going through my stuff yesterday and i came across two of my old stories, one is about an insane assylum, the other a serial killer in a New York type city. It made me both miss writing and some of my characters as well. I wish i could just write full time, so that i wouldnt have to come to this hell hole everyday and speak spanish to people that are mostly too lazy to learn english, or even to bathe. I miss the rush at sitting down and knocking 9 or ten pages out at a time, and i miss watching it unfold. Between school and work, its just so damn hard. Anyway, enough bitching on my part. Im having my cousin do some concept art for me, and i am also working tirelessly on my stories, the two i have been talking about non stop, especially the one that was featured in my story time. Look for part two tomorrow.