In my mind, it always starts with a name. In the early days of my Internet presence, I used to style myself The One With Too Many Names. I was a lot more active in fandoms back then, and I whenever I changed forums or fandoms, I’d pick a name, stick with it for a while, then let it go. That slowly crept into real life as well; I’d never been a fan »
Everyone I know came up with a book, a series, or a world of their own at some point in their lives. It’s a rite of passage, I’m being told: that’s when you make peace with the fact that you have made-up people living in your head, then set them loose into the fictional world you made for them.
My world had layers. Some of them ran parallel to reality; others »