Words, words, words
Not the words that Hamlet read, but the words I wrote...
...and here, a word of warning. I am told that my writing has no worth, and therefore no commercial value. It is here merely for my satisfaction. You may be wise not to take the trouble of reading any of it. Caveat lector!
Contos :: Histoires Courtes :: Short Stories
A Vivid Imaginationpeças de teatro :: pièces de théâtre :: playscripts
Self-harm – how we harm ourselves one way or anotherromance :: roman :: novel
Blue Moon — unfinished draft for now...
— mais a seguir...
— plus à venir...
— more to follow...