Willie Alsedek

Willie writes for fun, and for necessity. Writes because he needs to say something, and because he needs to be ridiculous. Because life is an endless pit of emotional turmoil and he needs you to feel how serious the fall is. Willie writes because stories are wonderful, and his imagination will not leave him alone. Willie writes because God is holding a gun to his head right now and forcing him to write in the third person. I'm joking. Gods in the kitchen sink stuck between some harden hollandaise sauce and the slick glazed finish of a ceramic plate. And I'm not really writing, I'm typing.