Alice 1

Book I: The World of Shadow.

Book II: The Nature of Reality.

Book III: The Creation of Reality.

When I was four my mother run sobbing out the door, and never came back. My story is not for the easily offended. I learned a lot of wonderful words in some of my foster homes, and got rid of prissy morality long ago. I have such fun playing around with taboos, political correctness, and authoritarian bastards.

My sexual adventures shocked and outraged a few of my dear readers. Such colorful emails. One woman even accused me of being uncouth. You are all fine people I’m sure, wonderfully sensitive and refined, and I so regret exposing you to raw Reality. And I got plenty of couth, lady.

And some people were very unhappy with the tiny changes I made to Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs, Jacqui and the Beanstock, Cinderella, and Little Red Riding Hood. Something about befouling and besmirching the memories of their childhood.

When I was very young I discovered my Shadow hands. They are part of the World of Shadow, a reality right next to this one, discovered in Egypt long ago. I play around with the nature and creation of reality, so if your sense of what is real and what is not real is a little shaky, best to pass on by.

I easily conned my way into UC Berkeley and run circles around the intelligentsia of that fine institution. Never knew my father but he left a pile of money. Better than nothing.