So this is me.

And I say “Hello”.

I am an aspiring author with big dreams.

I ramble a lot.

I read a lot.

I watch a ton of movies.

I listen to a lot of good music.

And I work in a bookstore.

The point of this site is for me to share with you:

My stories

My ideas

And sometimes my thoughts.

You can also hire me for editing, content writing, blog posts, beta reading, and ghost writing.

Latest Posts:

July 5
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His hands hold mine And together we dance Time stands still for us And the colours come back   For many years My life continued on In dull greys and black Until his eyes met mine   I could not […]

June 11
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Cold, Dark, Empty, air The sunlight disappears My day comes to an end But the thoughts linger on   The things that we do They leave a bitter taste I will always wonder If we’re meant for the stars   […]

June 11
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Can we not think about Tragedies of the past Indeed we must think Of what makes our hearts beat   The pounding in the chest A clock of our own A constant ticking in our midst Reminding us to live […]

December 31
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Alexander and I were uprooted from our only home and planted, forcibly, in a house, (that will never be a home), filled with dull colours and bad imagery. Crucifixes hung in every room and a bible adorned almost every table. […]

December 30
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  One month earlier.   Death is a precarious thing. And yet it is not. It relies purely on chance but when it’s the end of your tether, you are ripped from yourself. My parents tether was far from finished […]

December 28
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The sound of cracking glass woke me. For a few seconds I had no idea where I was, but then I remembered headlights and swerving, and a tree. I remembered my little brother screaming. A noise so loud and sharp. […]