I write things. Sometimes, lit-mag editors enjoy the things.
I hail from the sodden island of the UK, though my tear-and-share heart resides in all the places I’ve never been. Common prose themes include skipping-through-the-meadow emotions like regret and longing, but for every dark turn I like to crack the blind a little.
If you’d like to take me on a US/Canada road trip that’d be just fine, but be wary of my bow tie which is really a camera. Also we’ll need to stop several times in tornado alley on our way out west.
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