Years before the Internet, (or even the home computer) a young man setup a typewriter* in his parent's garden shed and began typing out his thoughts. Eventually transforming those thoughts from incoherent piles of scrap paper to incoherent piles of short stories that mostly sucked, but eventually led to many other stories (long and short) that didn't suck as much and those led to the stories the now not so young man continues to write to this day. As many of you may have guessed that not so young man was and is the author whose page you’ve stumbled on, or more likely mindlessly surfed more...
