I have two loves in life, photography and writing. Well that’s not totally true, I have many loves as life is just too short for one or two. Everything interests me and although I may move on another favorite love eventually, the current is always the most important.
My writing genres include, fiction, non-fiction and the occasional erotic short story. Right now I’m working on the great American novel…not really, just a book that seems to fit into the story lines that are are popular now. Alas, Anne Rice, everyone seems to be hot on your fantastic heels, but I took a turn when no one was looking and found an interesting path of my own.
There is nothing like being alone outdoors with a camera and a tripod. Most of my photography is done outdoors and at this point I don’t feel the need to learn any of the editing programs in depth. That is not to say I don’t use the occasional trick now and again, I’m just not into using these programs as a form of art. Yet. Talk to me in a few weeks and I may have changed my ever changing mind.
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He had been such a beautiful child that Arianne just had to have him as her own, and had taken him from his home and left a changeling in his place.
A smile crossed her face at the remembrance of times when she had had used a switch he had chosen from a Rowan tree to punish him.
She had cast him into the realm of the shape shifting Spriggin, who took pleasure in the torture and killing of humans.