Dirt

I'm desperately holding on...

This is where the story takes a tumble, unlike Alice down the Rabbit hole, our journey will be more like a spasmodic walk through the rationale of a madman.  I sometimes wonder how I look to others, whether I look like who I truly am, if I look like a madman. I like to look at butterflies, pull them apart at the base, it makes me feel like God. To date, I am three hundred and seventy seven years old, today is the anniversary of my death three hundred and seventy seven years ago.

Mr. Mchael is what you may call me but the more proposing question we face at this point is what, my dear reader, may I call you? I do not know who are you are nor do I aspire to meet you. This interview is solely confidential to you and I, dear reader. Nathan, that is a name worthy for you my reader and this note shall be our portal to each other. Tell me Nathan do you like your name I think its a rather original name not that [you could use a comment or review box to tell me] you could ever tell me.

Author's Note

Do not expect anything I write to resemble any thought relative to a sane thought... it will make it all easier to read... this is a trip in progress....

Reviews

[Jacques]

wow . i love ur style . ur such a creative writer and i would love to collab with you but i like writing like a page outline like an episode guide featuring my characters ma ybe if we collaborating u cud give me some inspiration , ideas and pointers and vica and versa . nice work