Pen Names, Mind Games and Small Blames

I write. I do. I am not, by any means fabulous at it. I am a grammatical nightmare, a fat, slippery fingered typist and an ignorant editor. However, I keep doing it.  People keep asking me when the books are coming out. I have two in the making. One on living through Suicide and whatContinue reading “Pen Names, Mind Games and Small Blames”