Welcome to my brain, please excuse the mess and always remember…

I am a thief and a liar.

I steal from the moments of life – smells, emotions, snippets of conversation overheard in passing- every experience taken and indexed, catalogued and stored.

Why?

To make monsters of course.

I know I should say something like world building…hero’s journey…something super fancy I learned from my MFA to make me look smart…

But that’s a lie.

I use them to make monsters. Sometimes they’re cute ones, like out of a Mercer Mayer book, sometimes they’re angels that want to burn all of creation, or Elder Gods whose very presence unmakes reality.

Sometimes they look like you or me.

But monsters they are.

And monsters they will be.