I used to be a writer before I became an author

With ‘This Maze of Mirrors’, my second novella; not smiling on the inside

I began writing for a private release. My life was in shambles those days. Putting pen to paper was like picking up each crater of a shattered planet and hold it up to the sunlight. Writing, when undertaken honestly, opens up crevices in your soul that nothing else will. Not therapy (tall claim, I know), not midnight conversations with your best friend, not the confessions of a church box.