An Intrinsic Love of The Craft
Sensing the Magic Between the Lines
I’ve always had a love for written works. It sarted young. I recall my mother reading ‘THE PALE GREEN PANTS’ by DR. SEUSS. We laughed together but it was the joy it gave her that was magical to me.
Not a handful of years later, sick at home and with no caregiver (that was a different time), my only parent left me home with a gift: The Complete Works of Sherlock Holmes, a copy of the World Atlas of Mysteries and Shakespare.
It wouldn’t be long before my hunger for stories would return to the darker side again.
