Wherever you go there you are.
When I first started reading fairy tales I didn't know what I was letting myself in for. Who does when they're six?
I might have been more careful if I'd known that a diet of fantasy would turn me into the kind of person who thinks something strange, scary or wonderful may be waiting around the next corner.
Join me. We can see what happens together.
And join me, too, on a little road trip throughout Chicago with Sam and the ghost of his dead grandfather. It's poetry. It's footnotes. It's new. Click on Words and Maps to start the story.