Finding Me in the Neverhalls

Sometimes we write because we need to. Sometimes it is to tell a story, sometimes it is to wrestle with something we don't understand. Sometimes it is because we are merely the conduit of something greater than ourselves. Our connections to stories is what makes us human and our stories shape who we are. The story tellers are the reason we survive. In this collection, a young woman discovers a connection to magic through robbing a bank, ghosts and monsters are rarely the evil we make them out to be, time itself is both our greatest enemy and greatest friend, and death may be the one thing that is guaranteed and he only wants to help, and many more!