The Bad Witch

This picture is over ten years old. I looked a lot better then. Before debauchery had its way with my face, I appeared (almost) friendly. A twisted nature always hid inside of me, though. It comes out in photographs, or at least, I think it does. When I was two years old, I decided toContinue reading “The Bad Witch”

Alicia Basilic(a)

I spent years working in restaurants while writing a novel, never thinking about what would happen once I finished it. A vague idea of instant fame crossed my mind. I thought I’d send my 90k word manuscript into the black hole of the publishing industry; someone would read it, fall in love with it, andContinue reading “Alicia Basilic(a)”