Until today I had not posted anything here in 11 years. A lot has happened since then.

I have always been lesser known in the furry community. I tend to be off doing my own thing, never cared much for parties or cons and never did purchase art. Oh, I have some friends here and about, good friends. I like small groups, good food and good conversation.

So, anyway, in the real, I went back to school, twice, ran a non-profit, taught, wrote a lot of non-furry stuff, had a nervous breakdown, got my tail back together and after all that, decided to make a concerted effort to start writing again. Furry, non-furry, articles mostly but who knows.

I like to tell stories. Growing up I became a chronic liar which I thankfully grew out of. I still have a vivid imagination and I remain curious about the world.

In the real world I am an advocate, a teacher and an experimenter.

I hope you find my stories interesting and thought provoking. I once was asked why I can not write happy stories. I answered truthfully, "I do not live a happy life. However, all my stories are ultimately about hope and survival, no matter what."

If you wake up, ready to kick life's butt, you will be ready when it tries to kick yours.

Peace, my friends.