I am an author, a teller of stories both long and short, real and
imagined. So for the sake of my own amusement, here’s a bit of
information about me, written in the form of a short story. Whatever
information you can gleam from these words is what you are worthy of
knowing about it's creator.


Hazel eyes stared up at a cloudless sky before falling to take in the
house below it. To some, it would be judged by its flaws ; it's fading
paint and scuffed floors, tired grass and cracked windows. But to her it was perfect. It was hers. And it
was home. To one side, a wild forest whispered sweet nothings in the
breeze, which was answered by some distant bird's call. "Life is good."
She said softly to no one. "And today is a good day."

The sudden squawking of wild fowl pulled her attention to the shaggy black and white dog that rarely strayed far from her side.

"God damn it, Jackalope! Quit chasing those turkeys!"

(Be patient and I'll figure everything out eventually.)