I was asked why? Why is it so hard to get words on the page? Truly. I do not just write books. i do not just tell tales. I find and reveal the deepest, darkest tendencies of this cesspool called humanity. I dress it up all pretty and put it on parade for the world to see. My stories delve deep into the human psyche. Magic seems normal when paired with the baseness of human nature. The monsters are not the demons begging to be allowed to enter our soul, the monsters are the humans that welcome them. The monsters walk past children starving and homeless families begging for scraps huddling together to be warm. The monsters are the ones that aided in putting them there. Hellhounds are not scary. The beasts raising domestic dogs to fight in back alley clubs are scary. Succubus and Incubus are not scary. The ring leaders of sex trafficking are scary. Acid spitting zombies are tame compared to drug lords pushing their product. Vampires don't scare me, politicians do. Werewolves, nope, most of the people in the church are far scarier than a lone wolf. Humanity is my nightmare, I just make it pretty and put it on the page.