This is supposed to be the section where I talk all about myself so that you kind of understand the person hiding behind the letters on your screen. Unfortunately, most of the time I don’t even understand myself, so I have no idea how I’m supposed to explain myself to you.
I’ll give it a shot, though. Don’t despise me if it doesn’t work out.
I’m Amy, a messy vortex of words trapped in the body of a nineteen-year-old girl. Obviously, I love books. Half my life is lived wondering through urban forests in South Africa and dreaming about writing; the other half is spent exploring fictional worlds and crying over fictional characters. If I don’t have my earphones in, chances are I’m sitting at the piano trying to recreate the sounds spinning around my head or cursing at my laptop because the new season of Sherlock is only coming out in 2017 (that show makes me emotionally unstable). I don’t feel truly alive unless my toes are in the sand, my hands are holding a novel, and the ocean is roaring in my ears.
You’ll learn very quickly that I have an insatiable need to convey my opinions on here, probably because I’m like Ariel in that I’m unable to express myself vocally in my human form. This blog was born on a little Blogspot account that travelled a long way, causing me a little embarrassment and equal amounts of laughter and tears when it fell into the hands of family and friends (cringe), high school English teachers (double cringe), and finally some wonderfully incredible authors and bloggers. That blog’s still out there, although when I finished high school I decided I needed a totally fresh start, so I moved here.
I’m a compulsive daydreamer hesitating on the cusp of my future. This blog and the bookish dreams that accompany it are an anchor that will hopefully keep me from getting swept away in the tumultuous tides of reality. My creativity and inspiration come in messy bursts, which means that my posts are often erratic and random, but know that everything I put up here is generally crafted pretty carefully. Words have power, and I try to make an effort to choose mine cautiously.
I love getting in touch with my readers, so feel free to contact me by commenting, following, emailing me (at allthingsamy[at]yahoo[dot]com), adding me on Goodreads, or following me on Twitter. I’ll tell you about what books made me cry and you can laugh at my social ineptitude.