Well… what is there to say, really? I write stuff. Stories, diary entries, essays (although that last really isn’t of my own choosing). P’rhaps it’s good stuff. People tell me it is. Maybe someday I’ll find it easy to believe them.
I can’t stand twist endings, but I’m rather fond of twist beginnings and twist middles. I am a strong supporter of semicolons and Oxford commas and am not shy of saying so; moreover, a prospective reader should be aware that I have developed minor obsessions with certain words, including but not limited to susurrus, defenestration, pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanokoniosis, and supercalifragilisticexpialidocious. Luckily for readers and unluckily for me, these words can all be rather difficult to use in casual writing. But that probably won’t stop me from talking about them.