A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away...well, actually it was the twilight of 1988 and in a hospital in Phoenix, I just wanted to add some mystique, so sue me.
Anyway, in said hospital, there was a young woman in hospital garb, strapped on the gurney, with an expression on her face as if she was trying to force a large watermelon out of her body.
But that was no watermelon she was trying to get the hell out of her on that fatefull November evening. It was the crazy individual that you see before you today.
As you can see from my joining here, writing is my favored trade. I've been writing since before I could even talk. My expierence in the craft is all over--I write everything from sci-fi adventure to spine-tingling mysteries to hysterical little diddies and combinations of all the others. I'm also trying to improve my poetry game, I really dig and envy the cats that can do the stuff like on Def Poetry, so if I ever get anywhere near that level, I'll be happy and content.
My hope is to become a published novelist, a journalist, and a writer of comic books--I am a self professed comic book geek and damn proud of it. From the darker titles to the light masked men in tights stuff.
Besides that, I'm not sure what to put in. Just message me and stuff if you want to get to know me better. And write a lot of comments on my stuff--it makes me happy.