A word about my words.

Once in a while I finish something. For the longest time, I had this fear of letting my writings out into the world. To me, each piece needed a grand entrance, and if I were to just ‘post’ them, it would do the story a disservice. Buried in a sea of content and algorithms, I believed they would vanish before anyone had the chance to stumble across them. However, my stories are just as likely to be forgotten left in a folder on my hard drive. I hope these stories act as an emissary to others, showcasing my style, thoughts, and works, and building a timeline of my improvements as an author, creator, and human. Be gentle; they spook easily.