Novels:

Short Stories:

  • I am currently in the process of weeding my writing portfolio of old tales and pricesless gems. Sadly, the future of my writing online will be slim pickings, as I would love to actually have some of my work published. I can't have it posted here if I plan on doing so. Nevertheless, I will eventually have some work posted here to read. Just keep in touch.
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A Writer's Perspective

The worst part of writing fiction is the fear of wasting your life behind a keyboard. The idea that, dying, you'll realize that you only ever lived on paper. Your only adventures were make-believe, and while the world fought and kissed, you sat in some dark room, masturbating and making money."

- Chuck Palahniuk
I write merely out of hobby, and out of an ulterior lack of anything better to do, because my mind is far too vast and superior to be wasting away on booze every Friday night (even though it usually is). In my defense, I could merely confess that I have a lack of an "outgoing" social life, which justifies why I write about other social lives that really have no impact with mine, and why the above quote registered with my system like the opposite of a night with really bad food poisoning. However, I'm more than content with my way of living, so stating that I only write to deter myself from depression or degrading thoughts - or whatever the hell else proclaimed "writers" write for - would only make me a liar.

Writing has been my infatuation for as long as I can remember. I see myself a storyteller, partly because I believe that everyone has a story to tell; some people just tell it better than others. I like being a witness to the world, and nothing gives me better joy than opening up the newspaper and finding the inspiration to write another work of utter transgression. I take my ideas out of everyday life, out of news headlines, out of possibilities. I base my characters on friends and family and the inner depths of myself that never like to come out due to my severe lack of honesty.

Although I haven't yet been paid for writing, I still consider writing as my headlining career. I'm still working toward my ultimate goal of being able to pay for my groceries just by writing, which is still (I'm sure) a long time coming. But alas, I won't yet be worried about preserving my own life until I'm twenty-eight and still masturbating in this damn dark room.