Mihad Ali

After my mother passed when I was 10, five years later, writing & I found each other and our love is stronger than ever! Writing became the way that I communicate. No longer was I speaking to people and being as open as I used to. I shut down after her death and to this […]

Laarni Paras

Foremost, I am a reader. In grade school, I would spend my breaks in the library, then feel sad when I heard the ringing of the bell that signaled the end of recess because it would mean parting with an unfinished book. After school, I would again pass by the library to borrow and take […]

Roz Morris

I write because I love to play ‘what-if’. What if you were the only person who had dreams? Or: If you can go to past lives under hypnosis, could you go to a future life? I write because I’m an expressive person trapped inside a shy one. As a child I was weird and said […]

Jerry Moore

Writing is a form of therapy for me. I have a degree in journalism and used to be sports editor of a daily newspaper until my wife basically said it was the newspaper or her. The reason? I was working too many hours covering athletic events. Because I opted for her, we now have been […]

Jed Falby

I didn’t mean to write a book. I’m just a scribbler of drawings – the bits of life that interest me. Invited to the first naming of a Eurostar train I discovered it was to be named “Michel Hollard”. Who? Nobody in England or France knew who this man was – but he was called […]

R.C. Larlham

I was sure I’d had a terrible childhood, but when I told people about it, I discovered that my perspective on it changed. Eventually I wrote stories of life with my very difficult-to-live-with father. Growing older, I kept telling my stories to friends and co-workers. Folks would laugh and then they’d suggest I write a […]

Lisa Kastner

When I graduated with an MBA I raced home and spewed forth a short story about a twin in search of a precious photograph of her sister who had died years before. Later I realized the twin longing for her dead sister was the psychological representation of me trying to reclaim myself. I had been […]