Hi, I’m Amy, a 25-year-old greeting card writer, coffee drinker and Pokemon master from Leeds. I’m also a Master of Creative Writing, which isn’t quite as good as being the very best, that no one ever was, but it does mean that I’m officially able to word quite good. And it also means that I’m allowed refer to myself as “Master Amy” when I first meet someone.
I’m just kidding, I literally never do that. Maybe after the PhD…
When I’m not blogging or defeating Team Rocket, I like reading, drawing, shouting at the PS4 and watching subbed anime. I also like to write fiction and spend at least 50% of my spare time dreaming about becoming the next J.K. Rowling. My mum reckons she’ll see my name in Waterstones someday, but she also reckons that the piece of cardboard I glued to a box when I was 4 was amazing. I’m currently writing a YA novel about mental health and relationships, because that’s the book teenage me would have wanted to read. I’m also writing one about an assassin. Because teenage me would have liked that too.
I should probably work on expanding my audience, at least until time travel has been invented.
Mamyology has been my home on the Internet since 2008. All the posts from my teenage years have been deleted, because I used to complain about school, document arguments with friends, and write posts about snails on skateboards. Yes, I’m also sad that the snail-related posts don’t exist anymore.
I now blog about my life, writing, Pokemon, books, and I sometimes pretend to be the wolf from Little Red Riding Hood. Because I think everyone should learn how to vomit grandmas.
The name ‘Mamyology’ comes from being unable to use my real name in anything, due to it being so boring (thanks mum and dad!). It’s made up of two parts:
Mamy: What I used to call my self when I was little. It was either a two-year-old speech impediment or an arrogant attitude to how many letters my name should have.
Amyology: I found this on some random fake word generator. It’s fake definition is ‘The mindless worship of Amy’. All bow down. 🙂
I don’t mean to offend anyone on this blog, so if I accidentally do so then I’m very sorry. Feel free to talk to me, comment or ask for help on things.