You could call me a writer. Words tend to flow from my finger tips. I can't write just for the sake of writing. I need to be inspired. I don't believe in standerdized spelling. It is my unfulfilled ambition to be English.
As far as my penname is concerned, it's any interesting story. One day in French class I asked my friend what an enigma looks like. This of course is ridiculus because a real enigma is nothing concrete, it's a puzzle or an unanwserable question. She replied, "A muffin with wings." From then on that is all I think of when I speak of enigmas. To my friends it has become our favorite inside joke. We brand it on clothing, each other's bodies, etc., and make it into artwork. Thus, the concept of Flightless_Enigma is one that is broken or without wings. Waiting for the opertune time or place to fly away.