I'm driven by an engine of dark madness that DEMANDS I write, that compels me to feed it's vast and unsatisfied hunger. And I...obey, because I'm uniquely compensated.
That world out there is not mine; and, shall never be. I'm thinking many of you feel the same way. My nightmares seem more real than my waking life ever was.
That's the black, and white. Take up your color-box and follow me if you wish.