- Welcome these years, Welcome the joy, Welcome the risks, The fears, the pain, the tears. Welcome the sting, Welcome the depth And variation And toughness And wildness of life. Welcome! .
Poetry is sketching, chronicling my life with word-play. Fiction is the great painting; the massive, messy monstrosity that fools me into thinking it might become art if I just make sure all the 100,000 brush strokes are perfect and precise.
I write first drafts by hand because it invites the demon to take over and write for me. I edit on a laptop. I approve by trying to read the damn thing out loud.
I write speculative fiction because I can create a universe.
Me creating a universe…you don’t need a bio now, do you?
That says it all.