I see it if I close my eyes.
Some three years past and by,
A man I barely recognize
Left a small flame here to die.
I see it if I close my eyes.
Some three years past and by,
A man I barely recognize
Left a small flame here to die.
For this task I knew it would be hard to pick a writing partner. I’m going to be writing multiple pieces with only the genre of horror and the theme of myth connecting them. No one miniature would do. Some tasks need an army. This one needed two.
I wasn’t aware how much publishers rely on self promotion these days and I’ve spent the last 10 years working on my storytelling. I never learned how to sell my own works.
My name is Jacob Marsh and I’m just your average everyday fishman.