Fiction
This is the current resting place of my very very old fiction writing, some of it going as far back as twenty years. Most of it reflects a different writer and a different person than I am now. It is difficult and painful for me to remember that writer and that person, now, but I know that these pieces hold deep nostalgia and importance to some of my readers, so I have carried this archive with me as I’ve changed hosts and sites over the years. Here is my old site, preserved in amber, for those with that nostalgia for the writer I used to be.
And no, I haven’t abandoned all of these, some are still ongoing, though they inevitably change in style and content as the stories progress, reflecting my years of growth and change. There may be new content added over time, but the progress is glacial.
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