Publisher's Synopsis
"Reflections in a Crooked Glass" is a collection of short stories and poems, some of which are memories, some of which are experiments in writing, and some of which were written solely for fun. They are held together by my overwhelming belief that truth and love are inseparable. What is real and unreal? What is a truth and a lie? If my mind's eye invents a character and I place him or her in a certain environment, so long as I obey the laws of physics, physiology, and psychology, is he or she not real? What is the difference between creating a character and events, and describing things which may or may not have happened in a historical character?
