I’ve written stories about werewolves and vampires . . .
I’ve weaved tales of love lost and love found . . .
I’ve chronicled the legends of barbarian warriors and sorceress brides . . .
I’ve recounted the histories of future worlds and predicted the futures of societies long forgotten . . .
But . . .
It turns out, the real story isn’t about heroes and villains, victories and defeats. The real story is about me, a technicolor creative soul in a monochromatic world.
