Welcome to my world; an absent-minded writer’s sanctuary and conjuring space.
This page is fluctuative and unreliable, just like its author. Please don’t expect anything here to be coherent or sensible. What appears here next depends entirely on her ever-changing self and mood.
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“I’m no witch, no philosopher,
No artist in the limelight, and no better;
But I have words as my path and my guide.
Just a dreamer who lives inside
Her own hectic head.”
She goes by many names, among those are Scavengress, Anathema Kindcaid, and A.W.M. Witherow.
She has a few published pieces, but nobody seems to enjoy her writing as much as the voices in her head, and maybe her editor. Maybe.