My mom raised rabbits and my dad made hats. I guess I was destined for this profession. A lot of what we are is pre-ordained. For example, I didn’t decide to become fascinated by sleight of hand. That was all my brain’s work. You can look closely at what I do and see the trick behind the magic, but most people don’t have that kind of mind. Most people like the deception. I have no argument with that. I make a living from fooling your brain. My rabbits like it too. They live for your applause. I’m sure of it.
I’m a novelist, poet, and short story writer living in the Desert Southwest.
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