New here: forgive any clumsiness.  

Dreamed of writing fantasy and science fiction for a living, all my life. Imagining I was somewhere or someone else is at least half the reason I survived a kind of unpleasant childhood. I write now, for people who might need visions to hang onto, also; and to bring something into an increasingly-numb-feeling world that I hope makes people feel. So if my stories make you feel ANYTHING, I have succeeded. I hope.