This rather intimidatingly large, white box is where I’m supposed to tell you all about me. There is a helpful word count in the lower corner reminding me that I have not written enough. Here is a word for you: Anxiety. Perhaps fear. As now, I will attempt to instill in you a sense of confidence that I know what I’m doing, and you should listen to me; I am obviously an expert in all things literary. The fact is, I write. I do so because I like to do so. And someday, I hope some person in this world just might be crazy enough to pay me money so that I might pay my bills. But if that doesn’t happen, it will be okay. I will still write.
My name is Lu. This is the world as I see it.