A Novel, In The End, Is A

I Would Like People To Come Into My Dreamworld And Then Choose To Stay.

My First Collection Of Poems Was Published By Bloodaxe Books, Which Was Then A Very New Imprint.

Reread, Rewrite, Reread, Rewrite. If It Still Doesn't Work, Throw It Away. It's A Nice Feeling, And You Don't Want To Be Cluttered With The Corpses Of Poems And Stories Which Have Everything In Them Except The Life They Need.

Once One Habit Peels Away The Others Follow It. You Have To Hold On, Or The Next Thing You'll Find Yourself Parading Down The Street In Your Nightdress. Habit Is Everything.

As Individuals, We Are Shaped By Story From The Time Of Birth; We Are Formed By What We Are Told By Our Parents, Our Teachers, Our Intimates.