So, here’s a weird thing--I’ve been pessimistic probably since I could walk. (Realistic, thank you very much.) I knew the reality of wanting to be a Published Author from a very young age--don’t bank on bank. I was very well aware that I needed to have A Real Job to make ends meet, but at … Continue reading Vanity Hells, Media Crashes, and A Whole Lot Of Gay Werewolves; or How I became an editor
An Andro Named Sue 