I am a writer. I don't mean I write (I do) or that I'm published (I am). I mean that I am a writer. I can't not write. Even when I am doing other things, part of my brain is still creating characters, writing storylines, or planning my next Substack post.

Sadly, I'm not one of those famous writers; I'm more the starving artist type with a back story of betrayal and cancellation that's led me to where I am today.

Where I am today is 700 hundred miles from my hometown, running my own business, and trying to get a foothold on life.

Oh, and keeping my sanity with caffeine, chocolate and alcohol.