This is where my imagination runs loose.

Not everything written here becomes a book.
Some pieces are born in my writers group.
Some are short stories, fragments, experiments, or pages written just to see what happens next.

This is where I write without an outline, without an ending, and without anyone watching over my shoulder, except, occasionally, a muse who shows up unannounced and disappears just as fast.

Think of it as my creative laboratory. Beautifully imperfect, curious, and unfolding, where ideas are allowed to exist before they are explained, edited, or tamed.

You’ll find stories that never grew up, thoughts left mid-sentence, and projects that may never leave this room.
 

And that’s exactly the point.

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