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Post #6: My Muse Is a Liar and Other Comforting Truths
I met my muse in a bookstore. She drinks tea, questions everything, and has a habit of pointing out exactly what I’m avoiding. She tells the truth—just not always at the right time.
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Post #5: The Story Had Other Plans
What began as a tidy fantasy with obedient plot points quickly unraveled. Characters rebelled, villains became philosophical, and the story wandered far beyond my outline. Somewhere in that chaos, I realized the uncomfortable truth: sometimes the story knows more than the writer.
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Post #4: From Someday to Manuscript
“Someday” is a comfortable place for a story to live. Safe. Untested. But eventually, I had to choose: keep imagining it—or write it. The moment I began was the moment everything changed.
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Post #3: Love Letters to the Story
I’ve started writing love letters again—not to people, but to stories. To the drafts that haunt and quietly save me. To the characters who resist my plans. Loving a story isn’t about control. It’s about devotion—especially when it refuses to behave.
