Jane Devin

I am alone, and in so many ways I’m grateful for solitude, and for being able to embrace my nature, which needs to retreat on the waves more often than it needs the solidity of an anchor.

A finished story isn’t meant to stay pristine and isolated — it’s meant to get dog-eared, creased, bookmarked, and highlighted. It’s meant to get dirtied by critiques, loved by some readers, hated by others, passed around, or given away.