Describe me ... better to let others engage in such gossip. For the pictures they paint of this unholy beast are far more vivid in detail than any fictions I could dare conjure.
I am a writer by compulsion, obsessed with my addictions. My anger stimulates, my sadness envelops, my joy is euphoric, the full spectrum completes me. I am a skeptical believer whose only fear is that this world is all that there is.
So I write. I write to live, I write to breath, I write to engage with characters both created and borrowed in worlds that never existed. Further, I write for I find that I covet the company of these fictions far more than the realities that we are forced to endure. With fervored desperation, I long for a world where individuals possess such strengths, such passions - both pure and absolute - as the characters we create.
Describe me ... no, describe us. To the writers, the dreamers, the creators of worlds ...