I just learned of Ello yesterday. Hey, it's cozy under this rock, don't judge. That's right, be jealous. No, I have no room for you. And stop-
Oh! That's right, Ello. Let's get back on track. It was the fabulous Ksenia Anske that informed me of it and then demanded I join or else suffer many brutal ends. I didn't bother questioning how one could have more than one end, for she seemed awful serious, and there was that knife and sock puppet she was wielding... I won't mention all the unpleasantness I am hoping to avoid. I am still suffering waking nightmares because of it. So, here I am. I hope you're happy, Ksenia. And Ello, please don't eat me. I'm new.
Oh, and I write stuff. Big, fantasy stuff. Like in books. With covers. But no pictures. Well, except for on the covers. I try to do them too. I also run a podcast. Where I talk with other writers. About secret things. And I have magical powers. Which I won't share any more than I will the rock I hide under. That's part of my mystique.