There have been various versions of myself online, none of which I have been comfortable with. Regardless of being read only by my brother, three of my friends and one other anonymous person, each passing day gave me the jitters when I contemplated my lack of privacy online.
I will admit to anyone who cares to read that I am a creature of control. It makes me happy to know my readers and how I am perceived. None of this being possible online, I write fictionhead anonymously starting today, complete with a pseudonym: headless fiction (the way I’ve always wanted to write) that lets me publish peacefully without fear of incessant questions and never-ending justifications.
Let’s get on with it while political correctness takes a walk to find a tree, shall we?
To the net that awaits new tags, there is nothing extraordinary here, this is fictionhead: fiction from my head.