I've never not written.



Some of my earliest memories involve telling tales: I began writing them down when I was four... or maybe when I was five, when I stopped to just mashing the buttons down to make a mess. They weren't very good stories, of course - I'm not entirely sure if even the ones I write as an adult are - but still, I just had to get them out there.



Even now, "have to get them out" is m

I've never not written.



Some of my earliest memories involve telling tales: I began writing them down when I was four... or maybe when I was five, when I stopped to just mashing the buttons down to make a mess. They weren't very good stories, of course - I'm not entirely sure if even the ones I write as an adult are - but still, I just had to get them out there.



Even now, "have to get them out" is my primary motivation to write: I write largely to purge the thoughts out of my mind, to put them down in a solid form where they will stop bothering me so much. It's an eternal and ultimately futile struggle, because for each one I so conjure into the world, two or three more will take its place - sometimes directly spawned by that previous one. Lately, these stories have been long enough, and coherent enough, for me to begin throwing them out there to a wider audience, but it doesn't really matter even if they never find any: telling tales is a second nature, and an integral part of my being.



Expect to see great many more to read here, in the near future and later - both published works, and stream-of-consciousness blog updates on whatever subject matter is bothering me that day. Mostly fantasy, a bit of scifi, maybe other things later, I don't know... depends what I fancy doing that day. If you're reading this now, then I hope you will give them a look and that you might enjoy reading them.