Power thrums through the headset. Every nerve sizzles with alien sensations: water flowing over speckled skin, the lingering taste of fish, a symphony of echoes lapping my mind’s protean shore. Phantom limbs unfurl into a broad tail… My writing has undergone significant evolution in the past few years. I shifted from YA to adult fiction, … More Journey to “The Protean Shore”: Writing for Mason Jar Press’ Literary Journal