In 1972 a crack writing unit was sent to prison by a military court for a crime he didn't commit. This author promptly escaped from a maximum security stockade to the Internet underground. Today, still wanted by the government, he survives as a beta of fortune. If you have a story, if no one else can help, and if he hasn't disappeared for months at a time, maybe you can hire A.B.F.

So I've pretty much given up on the idea that my life might give me any consistent time to write. I'm still writing, but just...slowly.

I've traditionally done my reading on my phone through an app that tracks my library separately from favorites (and originally had no account functionality), so my favorites/follows were always empty. I'm slowly going through now and adding things to my actual favorite's list, so if you see one from me, there may be more coming. If you are curious about the list, it may be weirdly lopsided for a while as well. I don't generally follow, as I don't read consistently enough for the alerts to be meaningful.