Short stories, for now. Hopefully the kind that make it hard to sleep at night, to make you watch the doors of your closets and the black place under your bed. There are times when a man’s need to share his horrors overcomes all else, and he must find an outlet. The things I’ve seen in my mind’s eye are too horrible to be ignored; they must be written.
So read, and let my nightmares become yours – it’s the least I can do.
– Ben Pienaar