Last of Truth Month, special for Halloween: THE TRUTH ABOUT MY FACE

Anonymity is a funny thing. In a way I don't really care, but in many ways I don't mind having an arm's length away from the world. I've been known to hide certain feeling in the past but I've also been known to tell everything. Ask me how I'm doing today and I might give you a ten minute speech. I mean, I write novels. I tell long stories. Blah blah blah.

So the No Faces Rule stands. I get a little tired of it though. As much fun as it is to find creative ways of keeping my face hidden, I feel just that slight little bit dishonest, like I have something to hide. I'm too honest to not show my face. But at the same time, with the majority of you not knowing me that closely, I feel just that little bit more brave.

Here's the thing: sometimes authors get their photo on the inside jacket cover of the book they wrote. I'm not an "author" yet, but give me time. It's my goal. And when it happens, there I will be, grinning, in the "About the Author" section. Am I gonna pull a Lemony Snicket and keep my countenance hidden in shadows or under a modest fedora? Nope. Here I am. I wrote this. This is me. And I won't be looking back at the reader with a smug, tight lipped writerly smile. No way. I won't be sitting properly, contained and controlled. I will unleash my monster teeth on the world. I will make Julia Roberts look mouthless. I've gotten so many rejections in the last decade that when it finally gets to the point that somebody said YES and then we go through that awful process of editing and typesetting and negotiating and whatever else we have to go through....I fully plan to be very happy about it.

Until then, I'm staying in hiding. But I know that we're all a curious bunch. We all wanna know. You might wanna know what I really look like. It's been a year, and heck, why not. Here's a truth about my face!