The picture isn't me (I am all a girl and so forth); it's something I drew a while ago and is, to date, the only drawing I've ever done that I've scanned. I actually have no idea who the guy is; he was a total stranger. I just like the way the drawing turned out. I have notebooks and notebooks of faces from the bus. Maybe you're in them, somewhere.

I am a college professor. I'm not a bad person, I just made a terrible life decision.

I'm not, like, crazy fascinated with Heavy Rain, but, honestly, it's the only bit of text I can think of where I feel like I know it thoroughly enough where I'm pretty comfortable writing about it without completely screwing something up. So that's why I keep writing stuff for it.

"Ever After" is giving me serious problems. For one thing, I need to rewrite the chapter I published while I was super drunk. For another, I'm having a lot of trouble figuring out an ending for it. Pretty much all of the potential endings I can think of are really, really depressing. I guess it's my own fault for picking the scenario, but I'm having trouble figuring out just how to end it - which means I'm having trouble figuring out how to write the lead-up to that ending, as well.

McQueen asked if I could take a shot at a story with Ethan and Lauren together, so I'm half-assed working on that. I've also got bits and scraps of another little Norman prequel. Reportedly, one of the now-canceled DLCs for the game was going to be about how he got that scar on his cheek; I'm sort of trying to pull together my own version of how that might've happened.