In a time of ancient gods and warlords… a land in turmoil cried out for a hero. She was Xena…
Oh, sorry, that’s a whole other story.
This is my story, or rather the place where I write my stories, the space where I make things up and write them down or type them out.
Sometimes I write factual stuff (like true crime) but mostly I invent people and places, or put imaginary people in real places, and give them something dangerous to do or escape from, or a MacGuffin to follow thither and yon, until I engineer an exciting edge-of-the-seat dénouement (or some other French word) that will have readers begging for a sequel.
In this space, watched over by a legendary bard and her friend, a mighty princess, forged in the heat of battle; the power, the passion, the danger – oops, there I go again – I write, I think, I write, I procrastinate, I write.



























