i’m grace and i am seventeen years old.

in the real world i love to read, write, and cook, am very shy and absent-minded and live in a sort of perpetual daydream.

i notice little details and have been told i forget the big picture too much. i like old cities, people’s little quirks, and staring at the sea makes my mind go very blank.

i like small furry creatures and big scaly ones too. i have favorite words but they change often (squirrel is the current one). i like history classes, ballerinas, castles and forests.

i think i should have been born at another time, but it changes. sometimes it’s the ‘20’s, sometimes it’s the ‘60’s (i would have gone wild at woodstock) and sometimes i should think i’d have done better in some fantasy land. i like old myths, especially the irish and norse tales.

i love to travel and learn about people and languages. i don’t really fit it because i’m usually in awe of a lot of people, i think people by and large are facinating but sometimes terrible. mostly wonderful, however.

i want to learn how to knit. i’ve a deep love for sherlock holmes and harry potter and boys who look like mops.

i’m happy to be alone or with people. i always try to be optimistic and kind. i love sweet things and cold weather. and my cat.

i’m not religious, but i believe in magic in some form. i believe in people. i think people are kind of magic, actually.

my writing blog can be found -here- and my instagram username is grace_molly