Do you ever feel the need to create, but don't know what? Like, there are so many ideas buzzing around your head, you can't focus on any of them. You're in the middle of three projects already, but you're stuck wishing you could make a video about the last six books you've read. You can't... Continue Reading →
So, I realize I'm really behind on posting these stories. I hope you enjoy the first installment of the audio recordings of the many misadventures of Aife Scamallborn and her mechanical misfits. https://soundcloud.com/amber-ballew-859570098/a-musical-mechanical-mishap-1
Sometimes my life is a literal comedy of errors. Sometimes this is my fault, sometimes it's someone else's, and sometimes it's just the universe laughing at me. Now I've put that out there, let me tell you about my recent travels. Apparently, absent-mindedness is genetic. I misplace things constantly, and suddenly remember a task I... Continue Reading →
It's a bit weird taking an impromptu trip and hearing that people are excited to read the blog posts about it. On the one hand, it's really cool. People read my blog, and seem to enjoy it enough to want more. On the other hand, is my anxiety. I try not to listen to my... Continue Reading →
Airports are weird. You're neither one place, nor the other. Because of airports, we set foot on foreign soil before we technically arrive in foreign countries. Airports might be the closest this world comes to neutral territory anymore. No one is at home when they are at an airport. And yet, spend enough time in... Continue Reading →
I am at war with myself. Constantly trying to resolve the fractured portions of my personality into a coherent whole. Caught eternally between the person I am, the person I was, and the person I could be. Why do I feel the need to fit neatly into one of society's boxes? To find the perfect... Continue Reading →
I haven't always been this way. Once upon a time, I was just a normal apprentice, hoping to become the next ship's mechanic. I was rubbish, but that didn't kill my dream. I tinkered long into the night, struggling to grasp what made all these machines work. Then one day, Eratosthenes was born. I hadn't... Continue Reading →
I am so close to being able to masquerade as an average human being, and yet so far.