We Are Who We Are, Be­cause Of

There's No Black And No White, Just Shades Of Grey...but The Small Betrayals Lead To Bigger Ones, Morality Is Eroded.

We Are Who We Are, Be­cause Of Those We Choose To Love And Be­cause Of Those Who Love Us.

Actually, I Can Write Anywhere - Airport Lounges, In Bed, On A Rattling Train Going North.

I Read A Lot Of Thrillers, Especially American Crime Novels.

What We Leave Behind In This Life Is The Memory Of Who We Were And What We Did. An Imprint, No More.