Waking to a Nightmare
Warning: this could have some quasi-spoilers. The Stalker was, to me, a physical embodiment of PTSD. You see, this actually started as a...
The Process
Writing: the process. I wish I could give some kind of solid, applicable advice about writing but given that my route here was so...
Beginning of a Lifeline
I was a thirteen year old in search of an identity. I was such a cookie-cutter nineties kid. Angsty, a little entitled, abrasive,...
