Let’s be honest: it’s not that hard to figure out that Sophie Myst is a pen name.
I came up with it before I started writing fanfic. Sophie is the name of one of my ancestors, and Myst is my favorite video game. (Goofy, yeah, I know. None of you should be surprised by me being goofy.)
Originally, this blog was going to be a place to write original short stories that were kind of barely-fictionalized retellings of some of the really bizarre stuff that’s happened to me over the years. No one ever really read it, but yanno, no biggie. It was a writing exercise, kind of a precursor to my fanfic writing exercises.
When I started reading and then writing fanfic, it was largely in an effort to not have to face the ways in which my life in Atlanta was falling apart. It was an escape. I was married to a literary elitist; it took me months to admit to him that I was reading fanfic. Which, honestly? says a lot about the state of things.
Now I’m single, back in the city of my birth. I’ve a new life, and it can be (within limits, given that there are public decency laws) whatever I want it to be. Some lines have already been blurred, here and there. Some “real-life” friends know I write fanfic. Some fanfic friends know my real name, and I’ve even gotten to hang out with some of them. (Which, by the way, was insanely awesome and needs to happen more often.)
Sure, some folks might think I’m weird for writing fanfic, but yanno, given the rest of the stuff about me that’s pretty damn out there, I think fanfic is the least of my worries. Heh.
So yeah. Hi. I’m Lindsay. I’m not going to be changing my pen name. I’ll still write under the name Sophie Myst. You can call me Lindsay or Sophie and so long as you don’t call me a flying fuckrag, we’ll be good. I’ll let some of my Lindsay-friends over into Sophie-land and similarly, let some Sophie-friends over into Lindsay-land. I am still kind of a private person about some things, and for all of my raunchiness, I really am pretty socially awkward and kind of shy with people I don’t know.
I don’t expect this to be a big fuss either way. I’m not announcing this with the idea that there’ll be any fanfare. You are not required to care either way. It’s more that I’m just not that invested in keeping up unnecessary walls. There’s way too many of those in my life already. So there you have it. And there you are. And stuff. Things.