As I rest in the belly of imagination, it tells me to dream.
I awake, a newborn.
And though I know very little of this world, I am certain of worlds yet unformed. So I shape them with my words.
All creation asks for, in return, is a piece of my heart and a piece of my mind. And I give. Freely. Reluctantly. I weave a part of myself into each world, because I have lived in them. Mingled with their people. Observed how their lives come together and fall apart.
Even so, I do not find myself diminishing, but really living.
And such has been my strange and wonderful experience in the art of writing, creating and dreaming. This blog is a place where I give form to the worlds that inhabit my mind, one story at a time. I hope you enjoy exploring them. Thank you for dropping by!