The opportunity to kiss the darkness.
History: we are what we were.
Short stories: the distillation of chaos.
Fantasy lets your imagination go wild. ;)
I'm somebody else, several other somebodies.
Most problems resolved, unlike real life.
Because fiction is reality made believable.
Memoir: It is What I Know
Reporting from the edge of chaos.
I can love with reckless abandonment
Peony's scent inked to the page
Memoir:I re-create, then, I understand.