I am a novelist in training. Jack of all writing, master of none.  Writing is the first thing I think about in the morning. The last thing I think about before I close my eyes. 

I'm taking baby steps. One foot in front of the other to abandon my 'shy' hurdle and put my writing out into the world.

My stories are dedicated to my brother, killed in an industrial accident in October 2024.
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Sorrow's Eve by LostViolet
Sorrow's Eve
Once a year the veiled lady drives her funeral carriage across the forested hills of Hobbins Glenn, searching...
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