Quite Simply The Book And I Were

In Retrospect, It Seems Like Everything In My Life Led To Me Becoming A Writer. I Just Didn't Realise It At The Time.

In Each Man's Heart There Lies A Hole. A Dark Abyss Of Need, The Filling Of Which Takes Precedence Over All Else.

But In My Humble Opinion, A House Needs A Good Party Once In A While; Remind Folks It Exists.

It Was Such A Pleasure To Sink One's Hands Into The Warm Earth, To Feel At One's Fingertips The Possibilities Of The New Season.

I Write What I'd Like To Read And Just Hope That, Along The Way, Others Might Like To Read Them, Too.