A reliving of past experience invariably evokes the life of the present, for historical life is understood only in its connections with present life….A work of historical art generates an esthetic distance from the present as...Read More
My teachers began praising the stories I wrote starting in grade four – so naturally, I decided to be an author.
Depression is a bitch, and it convinced me for about ten years that I didn’t actually enjoy reading (or living). But I got an English degree anyway, and have a dozen different speculative fiction ideas in my head at any one time. I’ll write a book one day when I’ve caught up on all the reading I’ve missed.
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