Confound these ponies. They drive me to write.

I teleport in and out of reality quite often. This odd characteristic may or may not be of my own doing.

Just a guy who found out that a show about talking ponies is a lot better than I expected.

Taco Tuesday. Enough said.

I wrote my first fanfic in 1993 and have been writing every since.

"Gold for the merchant, silver for the maid / Copper for the craftsman, cunning in his trade / 'Good', laughed the Baron, sitting in his hall / But iron - cold iron - shall be the master of them all."