MissVyra

Who am I, exactly? Well, first of all, I'm the type to anxiously ponder as to whether whom should be there instead, as it is indeed an objective use of a pronoun, but using whom at the beginning of a sentence is regarded as awkward even in classical writing.

So I've established that I'm a fretful little bookworm, I suppose. You can probably stop reading there. I'm serious; you won't get much more of value. I detest talking about myself! It always feels so... arrogant and self-absorbed. Introducing myself always feels like I'm imitating Narcissus as he preens in the reflection of the pond. Did I mention being fretful? You'd probably have picked up on it by now even if I hadn't.

I'm a student of psychology, although my scholarly ambitions have been paused and resumed several times throughout my life. I'm convinced that gives me something of a haughty and pretentious air in casual conversation... although if I'm being honest, that would be the case even if I'd studied underwater basket-weaving.

The combination of the terms "nerd" and "girl" is universally despised, and for not entirely unwarranted reasons. Personally, I scoff at the casual use of even the former. Nevertheless, I suppose that's a convenient description of my interests. With a father who grew up collecting Western comic books, watching really old-school anime series, and listening to progressive rock and jazz fusion; and a mother who could quote Tennyson and Chaucer by heart and who insisted that portions of Tchaikovsky's 1812 Overture be played at her funeral... one could say I never had much of a chance of growing up "normal."

Although you're probably here because every once in a while I write about giant girls stepping on and swallowing people. Very well then.