I know that I am about seven posts too late, but I have decided to write a little bit about myself. If you find this text irrelevant, continue on your merry way. Personally, I enjoy finding out the trivial trivia about people. It keeps things fresh and interesting.
I go by Stella Thorn, but that is not my real name. The character in my first short story was named Stella Thorn, and I have used it as a pseudonym ever since. It is a strong, feminine name.
I have an abundance of passion when it comes to people, animals, and life. While a lot of my posts have (and will) be about how people annoy me, I promise that I love mankind. I believe that in order to love something (or someone), you must be able to appreciate their strengths and weaknesses. It is much easier to write about how something irritates you, rather than describing the wonderful emotions something evokes from you.
I began writing creatively after my childhood best friend expressed how liberating writing made her feel. The first creative writing I wrote was a song about the first time I got drunk (I was thirteen). I like to look back on it from time to time- it reminds me to stay true to my writing style, while showing me how much I have grown in regards to my writing and my self.
My childhood was relatively normal- nothing overly traumatic or overwhelmingly glorious. I was raised by both of my biological parents, who continued to have three more children after me. Yeah, you guessed it. I am the oldest. It is an all right gig. As well, my maternal grandma and papa were (and still are) an everyday part of my life.
I went to public school from Kindergarten to eighth grade. During the middle of my eighth grade year, my brother (who was in sixth grade) and I were pulled from public school to begin homeschooling. Starting in sixth grade, I begged my parents to homeschool me. A lot of the children I interacted with through church were homeschooled, and they were constantly talking about how awesome it was. Of course it was awesome. They created their own schedule. They got to expand on any subject they desired. Their mother was their teacher. They could finish their schoolwork before noon, allowing them the rest of the day to do whatever they damn well pleased. And the best of all… They got to do school in their pajamas! How freaking awesome is that?
While I am so happy that my parents began to homeschool, it was under unfortunate circumstances. Basically, kids are assholes in the sixth grade, and they made my brother’s life a living hell. When my brother finally retaliated (a.k.a. kick their ass), my parents decided that we did not need to be subjected to the public school system any longer. THANK, JESUS. So we began homeschooling, and I regret nothing.
I graduated from university May of 2014. It blows my mind to think that I have been a college graduate for almost a year now. Like, what the hell have I accomplished? Thank God I have the rest of my life to answer that question. My university stands on a mountain top, and the towns that surround it are barely populated. Growing up in the city, it was quite a change to become formally educated in the middle of nowhere. However, I loved it, and it created an even stronger foundation for me to dig my toes into.
After obtaining my B.A. in Creative Writing, I moved back to Southern California and looked for a job. I would love to say that I have started my career, but I have not. I currently hold a job that does nothing to advance my career other than allowing me time to write on this blog. So… I guess I am able to further myself through my current job. Damn these twists and turns thrown at me.
That is really all that there is to my life. I have an amazing family, reliable best friends (despite my post from yesterday), and a growing faith.
Ah, yes. My faith. I am Christian. I believe that God created everything your eyes capture, and I believe that Jesus, the Son of God, was sent to Earth and died on the cross to save me from eternal damnation. I am not sorry if that offends you or irritates you. However, I am sorry that you are unable to accept another’s world view. I will not shove my faith down anyone’s throat through this blog. Yes, from time to time I will post about my faith; and I hope that you can accept that. I embrace everyone, and I hope that you are able to do the same.
– Stella Thorn