Servant To Self
The life of a writer is lonely—by choice. Solitude isn’t about shutting people out, it’s about diving deep into worlds and characters that demand every ounce of focus. This is why I disappear, and why I had to choose me.
Bees Knees, My Ass
Writing lights me up, but building a writing career? That’s a whole different kind of work. Between submissions, day jobs, and the deep pull to create, I’m chasing the dream one keystroke at a time—while cursing bees for their simplicity.