Who made you? I certainly didn't. How could I? I've never had a thought like that in my life. But you do. Lots of them. When you speak, it doesn't sound like me. Sometimes I feel like your voice comes from some other place, a place that's far away from this chair where I sit... Continue Reading →
The Unwritten Character
She came unbidden, slipping through the keys and weaving herself into the words. It seemed like she had materialized out of nowhere, appearing in the pages with no warning, no hint that she would be arriving. An unexpected, and perhaps, if I'm totally honest with myself, unwanted character in a story I thought that I... Continue Reading →