River: Responsibilities...

"The dichotomy of being emotionally immature yet intellectually sound...is something that is difficult for others...to get their heads around." Aspergirls by Rudy Simone, page 143 ( Read more... )

River: I'm not a child.Fairly often, people ask me how old I am. Maybe it comes up because I've told them that I've worked at the Library five years. Or that I played the N64 in high school. Or that it's been almost 10 years since I graduated from college. The response is always the same: shock, gasps, disbelief. "I would never have guessed you ( Read more... )

River: *sits with stuffed platypus*Yes, me too ( Read more... )

River: Let's go!Even though I may be shy in conversation, I leap at the opportunity for adventure! So, one sunny day in DC, I hopped on board a little schooner with a smile. I was ready for training to become a member of the ship's crew! I didn't know a sail cover from a standing line, but I was eager to learn. I listened attentively as the ( Read more... )

River: There are exactly sixteen second-order Fresnel lens lighthouses in the country left. Nine of them are coastal, and one of them was modified from a historic kerosene lamp lighthouse.When I was young, my family often went to the library. There was a little public library near my school where we would go. I loved the DK Eyewitness picture ( Read more... )

River: Okay.I don't handle interruptions well. Externally, I think I simply pause, perhaps a little sadly. Internally, my gears lurch to a sudden stop and click hesitantly in place, lost. My system hurts and can't resume. That place where I was is gone. To rebuild it would take just as long as it took to establish the first time. So instead, ( Read more... )

River: ...You're at my spot.When I was in middle school, we threw a surprise retirement party for my grandfather. It was hosted at a Victorian house set atop a hill by the river. It was a cold, rainy evening, so we dressed warmly. I had a velvet blue and black dress, my black cloak, and a black hat to match. The house's grey exterior blended in ( Read more... )

River: Would you... like to name her "Anya"?River cares deeply about Anya. She befriends her and names her. She wants to be with her and is excited at the opportunity to visit and watch over her. She knows all about her and is hurt when others ignore her ( Read more... )

River: I don't want her to be alone anymore.Which one was alone? Anya or River ( Read more... )

River: All they can do... is shine their lights from afar.

I called her Ceile.

Ceile (say-lay) was a character I created when I was young. She was a sort of Maia figure whose charge was the sea and sky. It was a pure place, a distant place. She was grey as the sea and grey as the sky. She was not permitted to cross over the coastline to ( Read more... )