This clock has stood in Prague for hundreds of years. How amazing that people were able to make such beautiful and complicated objects. What must this clock have meant to the people when it was first built? How did the passing of time, the seasons, the heavens, influence their lives, their loves? And what of this clock? Composed of time and yet indifferent to time it has stood and observed for centuries. What has the passing of time wrought upon the world it sees?
I write to find the magic in words. My work is imaginative and whimsical, yet intellectual. My goal with writing is to mesmerize the reader. Reading is a form of magic, captivating the minds of people for thousands of years. Yet we seem to have forgotten that powerful ideas, intellectualism and art can be found within a beloved story. I challenge the belief that serious literature must be depressing, dark and dull.