
Ever since my mother introduced me to a little book she got from a friend when they were young, written by…

Darkened mind, greyed-out world, unlit room.Sadness close to madness, we are dumb, we are doomed.Talks and promises hit and run, eyes…

First thoughts I love reading short stories. I always did. But I love writing long stories. A paradox! But it is…

When the world behaves as if it doesn’t like you, bringing nothing but worries and trouble, you could be tempted to…