BEHIND THE NAME

High Flight

Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward I’ve climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
Of sun-split clouds, — and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of—wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence. Hov’ring there,
I’ve chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager craft through footless halls of air….

Up, up the long, delirious, burning blue
I’ve topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace
Where never lark nor even eagle flew—
And, while with silent lifting mind I’ve trod
The high untrespassed sanctity of space,
Put out my hand, and touched the face of God.

–John Gillespie Magee

BEHIND THE WRITER

My name is Bianca. I also respond to B, Bee, BWong and “Hey, you!” Normally I dread talking about myself–largely in part of my “boringness”–but today I’ll make an exception.

I am a veritable Plain Jane: Compulsive list-maker and shopping enthusiast. Lazy Francophile. Four-eyed and camera-shy. Terrible at making decisions. Can’t cook for the life of me. Believes autumn is the greatest time of the year. Staunchly prejudiced against chick lit. Loves laundry day. Still watches cartoons. Former hardcore Harry Potter fangirl/fanfic writer. Revels in simplicity. Has a weird relationship with sleep. Lives in Vancouver but hates the rain. Strawberries are my drug of choice.

Welcome to my humble corner on the web.