You found it. Somehow you tripped into my corner of the internet, and I’m not going to hold your hand or ease you in gently. This is Better To See It Raw, and that isn’t a cute tagline. It’s a warning.
I don’t polish. I don’t package. I don’t wait until something is perfect before I show it. What you get here is exactly how it comes out of me: jagged, fast, chaotic, and alive.
I’m Beka Raw. Writer. Creator. Human glitch machine with ADHD for fuel and way too many projects to juggle. One day I’m building a dystopian world where men are inventory. The next day I’m dropping serialized chaos about chasing a bunny. Some days I’m shoving out image floods because I couldn’t stop myself. None of it is neat. None of it is safe. That’s the point.
This site is where it all collides. You’ll get the stories, the side files, the intake forms, the “should-have-stayed-hidden” manuals. You’ll get rants, ideas, and proof that I never shut my brain off even when I should. You’ll get experiments no sane author would make public.
If you’re looking for clean, curated, and predictable, you’re going to hate it here. If you want honesty that bites, worlds that pull you in whether you’re ready or not, and an author who refuses to play the polite game, then buckle in.
This is not the polished version of me. This is the real one. The one that doesn’t filter. The one that doesn’t apologize. The one that builds an empire out of chaos and dares you to look away.
Welcome to the mess. Welcome to the machine. Welcome to the raw.
— Beka Raw