I have written over seven hundred thousand words as twelve books since December of 2022. More books are pending. I have already designed their covers.
I am an artist. My books are my art, both inside and out.
Creativity is not waiting for time that never comes. It is not starting what is never finished. You find the time by making it. You finish by starting and never stopping.
I am deaf to excuses. I judge every tree by the fruit it bears. Those who have nothing to show for themselves are nothing accordingly.
The Sorcerer books of my White Empires universe are military science fiction. The nuanced villain and his strangely wholesome relationship with his evil daughter are perhaps my greatest dramatic accomplishment.
My Weird World books are surreal horror, usually as survival horror. I was able to craft an immersive setting based on the weirdness of my actual dreams.
Black Death is black comedy as action-adventure. Its antihero protagonists are strangely endearing. Their murderous hobby is strangely righteous, without vilifying the victims.
My tree bears fruit. Though few are reading my many books, I did write them. I documented my imagination. It is available to be found and appreciated.
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