In here be me thoughts on living and writing. Out there be monsters.
Happy Halloween kids!
You want to know what’s REALLY scary?
That movie is twenty years old. TWENTY! How is that possible? It’s not because I distinctly remember going to see that with my best friend and it was NOT twenty years ago.
Since I’m clearly far too old to go out, grab your masks, raise your pumpkin goblets and go harass your neighbor’s till they give you candy. And when you’re done, here’s a helpful guide for all your trick-r-treating swaps. I’m pretty sure my sisters always stuck me with the Brachs.
I live in Brooklyn which is good except when it’s not which is horrid. I’ve been writing for awhile, and have some stuff published and some stuff not.
I don’t like when people refer to pets as their children and I can’t resist a handful of cheez-its when offered.
I have a burning desire to go to Antarctica, specifically to the South Pole so I can see where Robert Falcon Scott died.
I like to read books. I like to write stories and poems. I even wrote some novels. You can read them.