Washington — I want badly to be a novelist. I’ve wanted it my entire life. My mother printed and bound a story I wrote when I was about five, and from that moment on becoming a writer was officially The Dream. The...
Aljaraque — The smoke of my pipe slowly accumulated on the roof of my small office. The silence in that room was the highlight, because there was not a sad window in the basement, and the street noise did not rea...
Liverpool — This place has so many memories; open mic poetry nights with Samantha, weekend lunches with Laura and Han all back in the day. I remember the last time Sam and I where here, I told her she had a repu...
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THE ENIGMA OF THE DESERTNovel, first chapter:
Tea in the Egg.
Got the cover sketch from the illustrator. Trying not to geek out over how she nailed Xavier's expression.