When I was alive I had a day-job at an insurance company, but was mostly bored there. So I wrote whenever I found the time and my father wasn't bothering me. I ordered all my work to be destroyed after my passing, but that fool Max Brod just ignored my orders and published my work anyway.I was born in 1883, but MySpace doesn't allow me to reveal my real age so I had to fake my birth in 1983. I'm actually 100 years older than what appears here on MySpace.
