a lover and a writer and a reader and a fighter

I believe in my whole race. Yellow, white, black, red, brown in the honesty, courage, intelligence, durability and goodness of the overwhelming majority of my brothers and sisters everywhere

Welcome to this amorphous void that contains stories and comments of an indeterminate value. It's not all that pleasant here, really. I'd leave if I were you. This is the ass-end of literature.

The window through which we perceive life is what defines our experience of it. We are only aware of a small fraction of what our senses pick up. We can all choose how we see the world.

easily bored

Hiya, I'm Lucky! Lucky Narcissus Strikes, if we're being formal. Thanks for clicking on my face! Why don't you make yourself comfortable and I'll get us some tea?

I'm back, baby.

I wish I could just finish all the half-done stories I've got backlogged.