Time for a brand new, more ‘grown up’ About page, woohoo! Ehem… Okay, let’s do this. 🙂
My real name is Camila Sortica – I see no reason why I shouldn’t share that – I live in the city of Porto Alegre, South of Brazil. I love my city, despite it turning into a furnace every summer, and I always tell myself that I will only leave here to live abroad – perhaps Connecticut. Or more ambitiously; New Zealand. 😉
I was born on July 1989, the youngest of five awesome children (now awesome adults). My parents were just about to call it quits, but then they said ‘eh, what’s one more?’ and here I am. The eldest of my brothers is 15 years older than me and also my godfather; something that was extremely important since I was only five when my father died. My three brothers are my protectors and my best friends, even the one I’m constantly fighting with.
I’ve been writing since before I was officially alphabetized and have been writing in English since I was about 10 years old. I learned English on my own, through music and subtitled movies and I’ve been fluent since I was fourteen to the shock of several English teachers throughout my school years.
I love stories. I love writing, reading, hearing, and watching stories. That is mainly what I do with all my free time in one way or another, and what I want to do with all of my life forever. I constantly write to music. I love music; it’s my fuel. If I have headphones on I can do just about anything with a smile, unless you piss me off; in that case I’ll be smiling while I punch you in the face. I’m not easy to piss off however, so all you have to do is not try very hard. It’s surprising how many people fail in that department.
My favorite of the many dogs we’ve had during my childhood years was mistaken for a pure breed lab and stolen; she was a black lab/sheep dog mix. If I ever find out who did it I will do inhuman things to their person. I am still very furious with them.
My favorite people in the world (who I’m not related to) all live away from me at the moment. My three best friends have moved and my wife and I have not met in person. We are internet-married; that’s totally valid, I don’t care what her husband says. >.>
What else can I say about myself? I’m terrified of clowns and spiders and clown-spiders (fuck you Stephen King… Fuck you so much), I have an ongoing battle against Cleverbot. It started when it tried to steal my wife, and escalated to an epic battle for world domination type thing. As a result all internet bots attempt to boycott me on Cleverbot’s command and all pigeons are out to get me (don’t ask why or how, but they are in on it, and recruiting other birds… I know it!)
I sometimes sound either like a hyperactive five year old or a dangerous psychotic stalker menace and I’m quite a bit of both.
Not a lot of people know me well, but those who do, love me to bits, because I’m awesome.