w.c. hotchkiss

He walks through life half closed and disconnected. At a time when he felt the most opposed to society and perhaps humanity itself, he met his like minded therapist. Could the only person that shares his views be more enemy than friend? This story is one of change and self realization. Although the majority of the narrative is fictitious: places, events, people, names, and otherwise, there is a hint of truth which comes from my life and mine alone. Ergo, I see this as a kind of portal, a step from mediocrity to quality. Here I share my first flawed work; the first single story draft, with the promise to grow and improve--reader's discretion is advised. -W.C.H