Do we have to dance with madness in order to create? I have enjoyed...
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I did not seek it, my draft board selected me. I did not want...
Memories resemble those falling leaves of autumn, Fading away in vivid mahogany. Auburn scattered...
An Information Security Executive by day, W. B. J. Williams’ secret identity is that...
At the age of five I watched her tiptoe to my neighbors house, Lured...
In shadows deep, where secrets lie, A tale unfolds, beneath the sky. No tone...
So, you’ve decided to go at the publishing process alone. You’re diving straight...
