I sat down to write at nine this morning. By nine-thirty, I had a fresh Word doc open, three tabs of research that had nothing to do with the chapter, and a cold cup of coffee that had already been reheated twice. ADHD isn’t a personality quirk. It’s an empire-level sabotage system lodged in my … Read more
Every industry has its con, and writing’s con is productivity porn. You’ve seen it. The endless reels of people in spotless offices, typing on their glowing laptops, sipping their overpriced match like it fuels genius. The captions scream things like “Just wake up at 5AM and you’ll finish your novel in six weeks!” Sure. Let … Read more
I should probably start this by admitting I never meant to write Inventory. I sat down one night with every intention of outlining something normal. A dark romance maybe. A thriller. Something marketable. Instead my brain, bless its feral ADHD logic, went: what if men were the ones shoved into collars, filed, processed, controlled like … Read more
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 … Read more