The dueling allure and repulsion of fur freely flowing from one’s back, the celebrated return of an elusive rib sandwich, and the troubling problem of presenting me — someone who already listened to "Defying Gravity" five times this morning — as a worthy writer for your next project...

Here goes nothing.  Welcome to my site.

If you hate my work, lemme know.  I owe you the story of the worst thing that I've ever done.  It's a good one. 

LOOK

WHAT

I CAN

DO!

WATCH ME

talk through my book*

*note the quarantine self-haircut... whoops.

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