Great, I finally get a replacement avatar and it seems that it won't load. Perhaps it's too big...

Does anyone have any suggestions on reducing file size without sacrificing image quality?

You know those people who can churn out a new book every few months? Well I'm not one of them. I find it hard to take a vision in my head and put in on paper (or more recently, a computer screen). It's especially hard to take an emotion and share it through words. I don't want to start a fight or anything, but artists have it easy in my opinion. The angle and position of the eyebrows, the angle of the mouth, and there you have it. With words, it's harder. I suppose that's the reason poetry was invented.

I'd like an opinion, from both writers and artists: What emotion is the hardest for you to convey?

For me, it's fear. I don't know how to express fear, other than to say I'm scared. Not to mention I can't stand the thought of harming another, so it's hard to imagine what a monster or killer would do to inspire it.

*On a totally unrelated note, I really, REALLY hate my avatar. Can anyone A. Make me a decent one. OR B. Give me some tips on how to make a decent avatar using only a cheap MS paint knock-off?

I'm done hiding, so if you wanted to yell at me for being stupid and leaving, now's the time. Friends helped, as is always the case. I feel better than I have in a long time. I'm ready to begin again.

I'm sorry. For leaving so suddenly. It was selfish of me.

I am tired of talking to myself on my dA page, so this will be my final journal. If you liked my story, send this account a note, and I'll continue to update you via anonymous emails. I will monitor this page for that purpose, as well as to get information from people I've met so that we don't lose touch. My email and the like are about to be changed. I will send my contacts my new address as well as anyone who wants it here. Send this account a note and I'll email you via my new address. As a precaution I'll title each with my former dA account name.

As for anyone who likes what I do here, I'm sorry, but someday I'll come out of the wood works again. Until then, thanks for putting up with a half-crazed furry. It's been kinda fun.

I'm angry and depressed and neglected and nobody in my house understands me. Nobody here either, apparently. I mean, would it kill people to just drop me a line once in a while?