Rowan Claymore

That's not my photograph.  That beautiful man is a long-dead poet named Wilfred Owen, and I am obsessed with the work he created during his short time on this planet.

IRL, I harbor anger and resentment over the things I can't control.

Here on Wattpad, through the power of fiction, I create worlds where I can air petty grievances and settle small scores through my characters.  

I adore tales in which those who are lost, broken or hurt find each other, and learn to harness the hidden power of being an outcast.

That is the tribe I write about.  Those independent souls who operate with confidence (and without a cult of followers) are my heroes.

Do you write about black sheep?  I want to read your words.

Do you enjoy stories about people who don't fit - but they refuse to give up?

Watch this space.