At regular intervals, my brain shplurps out creative things that I then turn into little symbols that, apparently, other people are able to understand.

I don’t write because I want to, or because it’s “fun” or “rewarding”, or, goodness me, “edifying”, I write because I’m a writer, and I don’t really have any choice in the matter.  I’d rather be good at drawing, to be perfectly honest, but I couldn’t draw the side of a black and white barn if my life depended on it.

So, read this stuff if you want, I don’t really care.  I’ll be writing it whether or not anyone’s reading it.


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