I am an author.

I am an author. I have to reaffirm that to myself almost daily. As I have stated many times before in this blog, I love writing. I love words. I have written out of joy, I have written out of curiosity, I have written out of absolute emotional agony. But I have yet to really … Continue reading I am an author.


Muddled Mind

I have written words of a demon tied to a hunter, of a shark drawn to a dolphin, and of a reaper caring for a fox. But they were all short and void of the feelings I wanted.