I, S. Harry Zade, am the creation of Keith R Wilson and he can kill me off whenever he wants.
Keith is a part time counselor in private practice in Rochester, NY, and part time author. Unlike myself, Keith is neither morbidly obese nor suicidal, but he is a full time pain in the ass. He lives in a house with his wife and a garden, outside a city with a rotten core, but well enough outside to be in the good part of the apple. He values life as well as stories, but mostly stories about life.
The author, characters, and stories in The Narrative Imperative are all fictional and have only a passing acquaintance with characters, events, and his own life. No one real is going to die, other than eventually, anyway.
Keith says he prefers to write fiction so that he can tell the truth. You see there is a truth beyond what actually happens (which is all just a story, anyway). He swears to that.
Most of the time, he leaves me alone, but he does make an appearance in one chapter just to boss me around and get me totally confused about what is real and what is not.
Keith is also the author of Fate’s Janitors: Mopping Up Madness at a Mental Health Clinic. He wrote it before I was born.