I am a storyteller. 

Sometimes, I put those stories on paper.

That makes me a writer. 

When they get published, I become an author.

But, essentially, I am a storyteller.

My stories are about people whose lives are altered because of some fissure in the fabric of history; seemingly random occurrences that send ripples through time.   A work of art that disappeared seventy years ago, the reappearance of a white-skinned tribe from the time of the Incas, a treasure hidden by the first witch of Ireland, a hundred-year-old broken covenant: each of them brought tribulation and transformation to contemporary lives.

There are many such historical aberrations.

When one collides with you, I will be here to tell your story.

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