I am wandering soul; a spirit clothed in a decomposing suit of flesh. I am currently attempting to finish my first novel, as well as participating in the both frustrating yet rewarding cultural dogma of marriage. I have two adult children and three grandchildren, unfortunately for my spawn, they didn’t arrive in my arms as adults. I had to grow them from embryos and then raise them after the doctor dug them out. They were much harder to grow than purple potatoes. I wouldn’t recommend parenting to those who are faint of heart. So, I write, and I write, and I write, it is like an itch I can’t quite fully scratch It might be fleas. I have a dog…

I am here to entertain or inspire, for a while, my date of death is unknown.