I have been writing works of fiction for some time now. It has served as a means of coming to terms with the darkness that pervades my life. The deep, internal struggle that so many of us hide from the world is kept in check by this wordy outlet. Without it I would succumb to that little voice that tells me I'm not good enough. They say that misery loves company. I prefer to dine alone.

With that being said, I hope that my work will inspire others to wrestle with their demons in a more productive and less destructive manner. I will not lie...it is a constant struggle. Sometimes I win. Sometimes I lose. But in the end at least I can call myself a warrior rather than a victim. I could not live with myself otherwise.

Heed my warning as some of these stories encompass a bit of a dark nature. Violence, misery, and desperation are heavily imbedded in my writing. It is not for the faint of heart, the easily offended, or the naive. My work may prove to be a bit tame for some and a bit extreme for others. I leave it up to the reader's discretion.

For now I am off to dive into the deepest recesses of my mind and continue to engage those demons that threaten my very sanity. Will I win or will I lose? It is these small battles that will eventually determine the outcome of my internal war.

Everyone has a story to tell. Everyone has demons with whom they must wrestle. Welcome to the human condition.