I’ve found my niche!

A literary niche, that is.

(Socially, I’m still a niche unto myself—courtesy of a brain that is some weird moat/minefield combo.)

Anyhow, I know the story I want to write now. A place all my questionable talents and OCD-ness may burrow into with fevered abandon.

This is good.

And safer.

Wanton burrowing is frowned upon in a minefield.

Until tomorrow…

Chloe