Flash fiction specialist and writer of short stories that range from depressing to violent and depressing. Not a poet. Novelist-in-the-making. Tragic aesthete and lover of martinis. A tad ornery, most days.
Looking for that sweet, sweet, Constant Revisions goodness you'd become accustomed to? Alas, my blog is no longer hosted here. I decided to go all professional and get my own domain. All the cool kids were doing it. I'm a sucker for peer pressure.
Vodka? Yes, please!
You can find my musings, and all my archives--ranging from sententious to silly--at the new site: