About everything.

My name is Troy. I began writing non-school stuff around 11th grade(16-17 years of age). I enjoy writing short stories, sometimes poetry, but mostly personal essays. Most of my ‘writing’ starts from a single sentence I think up, or some song lyrics, or something from a book. One of the most recent ideas I couldn’t turn into anything more than a few senteces was “Singing on Sunday won’t save my Soul” from Jack Johnson’s “Taylor” (Actual quote is; he thinks that singing on sunday ‘gonna save his soul, now that saturday’s gone.) I’ve always enjoyed turning lyrics around and changing them. Most people don’t recognize the right lyrics when they hear songs on the radio anyways, so why not create your own with whatever you want?

I’m going to school for something. I don’t know yet and that worries people. Mainly people that aren’t me so that’s kind of irritating. Its okay though because I am terrible with the whole ‘school’ thing, so they don’t have to worry about what degree I will get. I fantasize about what fun it would be to teach english in High School, but when I was there about 2% of the school population cared about grammar and essays and all the stuff I enjoy now. I hope to take piano lessons over the Summer. I feel like that is something I might stick with if all goes well. My favorite iTunes radio stations are Whisperings, solo piano radio, and DI ambient space music, because the name is just too cool.

I used to play baseball, basketball, and soccer, I no longer play any. Baseball lasted the longest, 13 years, until I dislocated my shoulder and tore 3 ligaments holding my arm together. I dislocated it a second time while swimming, and a third time in my sleep (that scared me a bit). I no longer lift my right arm over the height of my shoulder as it scares me too much.

I last read Mountains Beyond Mountains and am rereading it. It was an assigned reading for school and has quickly become one of my favorite books. It details the life of one Doctor Paul Farmer, Saint (in my mind) and healer of the poorest of poor.

If you have any questions, simply ask them.

That reminds me; Attle comes from my past though I do not remember specifically. I’ve cemented in my head that a friend whom I no longer even remember thought it up when introducing me to Asheron’s Call oh so many years ago. And now I must explain my deepest love. Video Games are awesome. No one can argue against that. Most people over say, age 30, would say video games are kind of unimportant and will fade away soon enough. I’m afraid I must disagree as I have spent far more time caring about fictional characters in video games than in any other form of media/entertainment. I have probably spent a few months of my life staring at a screen interacting with fake people and truly enjoying myself. I can become so engrossed in stories that I completely forget about the outside world, all I want to do is help these people with their struggle and achieve some form of accomplishment. Besides, where else can I become a crowbar wielding scientist chasing down zombies while trying to topple the oppressive alien government sent to rule after our seven hour demise? Until this happens outside my window, I will be on the inside, saving worlds. And maybe writing about it.