I would like to make it clear that any perceived lack of sophistication on my part is due entirely to the inferior mental faculties of the writers adapting my life story, and not because of any sort of truth they may have uncovered while creating that story. I told myself, naïvely, that theirs would be an accurate…

I am excellent, thank you, my dear. I have just completed another chapter in my upcoming magnum opus, The Clock Chimes at Midnight. It is an examination of the main character's childhood and the parallels to the War of 1812 contained therein.

I find the show takes certain liberties with my story, but nonetheless it is quite an enjoyable piece of mass media entertainment. I find its examination of the group dynamics of my followers to be very true to life, which is more than I can say of the pablum that is Hannibal.

Yes, most are hesitant to accept my offering at first. You will come around, however. Have no fear of that. I will soon flow over you like the black ichor of a moonless night; like the tawdry violence of what once was and what is yet to be.

I have noticed I have that effect on people. It came to me at an early age, the ability to become so attuned to someone that I could, with little effort, insinuate myself into his or her mind. Most welcome it. They find I broaden the horizons of their thoughts, their dreams, their passions; when I leave, they feel…