I don’t know why, but I love writing about fringe characters, people we would see on the street and turn away from. I love writing about those people most would say, “I would never have anything in common with them,” and then showing that we all share some commonality. Black, white, straight, gay, tall,…
A while back, I stepped into a black hole, a vortex, or some other type of space-time transmogrifier and vanished somewhere deep in Keller Falls. I have no idea where I’ve been or how I got back from there. But I’m here, with stories to tell that were shown and whispered to me by the…