I was born with half my shadow missing.

Trapped in my head, I have always been deeply passionate, obnoxiously opinionated and plagued by my relentless, directionless stream of consciousness . Worms words for brains.

I have always loved stories since I was a little girl. My father raised me through them, showing me how words build a world of endless possibilities. I have known, forever, that I wanted to be a storyteller.

I Am CARLY words.

I was born late and forever have been attempting to make up for the lost time.

My words are me, my pages a passion I could not escape since I had first tasted the whimsical freedom of being gripped by a story.

I welcome you to a bit of myself, a world within the words I write.