So–About me, eh?
My Name is Rebekah Elizabeth, and I go by pretty much any nick name you can think for either of those names (Except Becky. Don’t call me Becky. I’ve got nothing against Beckys–I’m just not one of them.) I’m twenty-something years old (I say that so I don’t have to change that again until my thirtieth birthday). I’m the oldest of three siblings, one of the youngest in most of my friend groups, and have an uncanny ability to remember most dialogue with ease. I’m simultaneously really proud and really jealous of my friends, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
I want my life to be stories. I’ve been writing longer than I can remember. I’ve watched far too much television. I still get a childish excitement every time I can find an excuse to go to the movies. If I could magically make myself perfectly suited for a single job it would be writing for television–but then again, that could change by the time I reached the bottom of the page.
I love roses, triangles, a whole cornucopia of different stories, things that come in sets of three, the occasional day where I don’t have to get out of bed, and Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups. I write fiction at But So What and I ramble not so philosophically at Building A Door.