I'm no longer afraid to create. —Jao

I’m no longer afraid to create. —Jao


I have a bookshelf choked with new novels. I get anxious about them, unmoving, that they will begin to decompose into the wooden desk and sprout up around it like tragic weeds. Read More »


My old friend loneliness is back in my system and I seem to like it. At least I have a companion, even if it’s a rather despondent, cloudy one. Read More »