The Process Of Writing Is

I Speak As I Must And Cannot Be Silent.

From A Very Young Age My Mother Persuaded Me That I Could Write For Fun, But I Had To Have A Proper Job - Very Good Advice.

The Right Circumstances Sometimes Happen Of Their Own Accord, Slyly, Without Fanfare, Without Warning. Layman's Alchemy. . . . The Magic Of Everyday Things.

And So Nat Stood Up And Joined The Group, And Followed, And Watched, And Awaited His Chance As The Light Of Chaos Lit The Plain And Gods And Demons Marched To War.

Their Love Was Something Which Coloured The Air Between Them Like Sunlight.