What we do not say, we think and for those of us who cannot contain such merriment and astonishing ideas and creations: we write. My spoken words are mere shadows of my written words as those who are written hold more sincerity and much more emotion. From a young age, I have expressed myself better on paper, back then for entertainment and now in hopes to one day become a published author and share my mind with others. I wish nothing more than to entertain a child with words, and plant a seed of enchantment towards books and reading.

In my stories, I try to show to be authentic, but add just enough aspect of the whimsical and fantastical. As an author, I enjoy feedback on each of my stories to help me become a better artist and produce stories worth reading. As part of the authenticity, I often demonstrate the most dreadful of human qualities and very meekly shine light upon those qualities that make angels praise us. We authors, are creatures that are full of astonishing thoughts and ideas, human with a different perspective on life. We are biased, yet free of opinion, rude yet perfectly peaceful. At the very least, I am. I am a river of words, letters masterfully put together, each sentence crafted carefully unto ivory pages creating a masterpiece that while many can enjoy, very few will ever understand.