"The only characteristic freaks share is our knowledge that we don't fit in. Anywhere. It is for us, freaks, that I am writing—and it is about us." —Crispin Sands, The Land Between Solar Systems.
Crispin Elliott Sands is an internationally-ignored Seattle-based, bourbon-addled scrivener writing for a frightening legion of dissolute weirdos.
"This is my prayer for you: Imagination, a stern will, and lots of raucous laughs. I wish you a wild mix of people to breeze through and linger with over time. Be well, my friends—and watch out: The punch is spiked and the mad dogs are out tonight." —Crispin Sands, Introduction to The Scent of Darkness.