I always have imagined that an author should read twice as much as he writes. I’m a pretty voracious reader, so I’m a little behind. Currently I’m catching up with a series of short stories. Apparently these stories are just like my DVD collection. Everything has either “death” or “evil” or “sword” in the title.

I’ve been told my writing is like a sledgehammer, and I don’t know what that means, but I know I’ve dropped one on my foot before. It wasn’t pleasant, and I’d rather not do it again.(Wait a second. I need to go talk to this critic and clarify a few things.)

On the side you’ll see a menu for a list of things I have either written, or I am currently writing. Unless noted otherwise, please refer to all work on this site as “in progress”.

Something as simple as this introduction to my writing gallery may change without notice.

I’ve been writing for most of my life.

If I remember correctly, my first attempt at writing a novel was at an incredibly young age. My mother was a diner waitress, and she was on the over night shift. I remember not wanting to go to sleep, and instead I waited patiently for her to come home by sitting down with a spiral bound notebook and a pen and writing out a story. No index cards, no story arc, and definately pretty plotless.

I think it had something to do with a group of kids trying to escape a killer amoungst them on some deserted island. Honestly, I don’t remember too much about it, except I know I got quite a few pages into it, and I think I ended up distracting myself from finishing it by drawing illustrations for the story in the margins.

Speaking of distractions, I don’t remember where I was going with this, so I’ll end it here with my original point.

Samples of my writing are now available and free to read on Scribd. If you’re active there, come and say hi. I’m pretty friendly.