Today, going through the stuff from my storage unit as I slowly empty it, I came across an old three-ring binder, and in it, notes on dozens of stories. Scraps, snippets, the beginnings of what could have been many magical and interesting works... None finished, none complete. So, over the next several weeks I'm going to publish them in threads like this, one by one, in the hopes that someone will find inspiration in them and pick up the thread that I have lost and starts knitting new rows onto the fabric I couldn't complete...
