There are some who are married to the Muse, and they know how to treat her right. They come home faithfully to her night after night, and she rewards their commitment with boundlessly rich vistas of creation. And then, there's me, who gambles on her good faith in the hope that she won't abandon me completely, as I careen through life with my hair on fire. I visit her from time to time in fits of passion, box of chocolates and sheepish smile at the ready to do her bidding. So, I don't post as often as I'd like, but I hope you'll join me for those stolen moments when I do. They are precious to me... as are the thoughts and the time of my visitors.
Rather than regale you with my literary opinions and influences, I'll just say this... some writers have stories to tell, and they sculpt them painstakingly, with loving dedication. Some writers have magnificent genres to explore, and they stride forth fearlessly into great wordly adventures, beckoning you seductively to follow them. Alas, I can't claim any such lofty aspirations. I simply write when my heart goes wild on some kind of life bender and feels like it just might explode from the wonder, the joy, the pain, the dread, the game, the magic of it all.
Please note that I will be closing down this page as of September 24, 2010.