Distractions for a mind in flight. Fragments from a creative life. Trace elements, like carbon dating the fossils of an alternate universe. Oh, and there are some poems and short stories in it too.
Recently obsessed with the notion of what happens to one’s original name after you take on a nom de plume, Max thought of adopting the moniker Samuel Clemens, or Malcolm Little, or Eric Arthur Blair for this anthology.
In either case, he hopes that Michael gets adopted by a nice writer, one who will take care of the name accordingly.
In the meantime, Max continues to make stories out of seemingly nothing and everything at the same time....