This is my play on words and my place to play with them, too.
My great-grandmother was a bibliophile, my grandmother was raised in a library, my father could spend his life savings at Powell's without satiation, and I will never hold anything as passionately as I hold a book.
This is my playground.
The truth nut and the lie berry: my outlet for creativity in writing, expansion in philosophy, endeavors in art, and growth internally.
My dear invisible/imaginary audience, please enjoy.
