I write constantly—pages upon pages of brainstorming, half-baked stories, and fleeting ideas that lack polish or reason. Most of it never sees daylight, banished to the shadows of my creative psyche. But here’s the thing—what happens to all that creative energy, all those hours spent crafting chaos that no one will read? Is it simply lost? What a pity that would be.
And so, in my next life I will be an author of real books. The ideas that nearly made it, the stories that flamed out in the middle, the wannabes and almost-theres—they all be published in my next life. Until then, here is a little corner of the internet where my creative successs can shine in all its glory.
But fair warning: consider wisely before you invest 10 minutes reading. Those minutes? You're not getting them back. Still, if you’re the curious, brave, or oddly intrigued type… welcome.
The Lord and the American Miss