Reflections on Healing, Storytelling, and Becoming
Notes from the in-between: fragments of process, healing, worldbuilding, and the quiet madness of writing.
This blog exists as a continuation of the same journey that shaped The Threads of the Triad series.
I began writing during therapy, at a time when I was learning how to breathe again after a difficult period. Storytelling became a way to slow down, observe my inner world, and give shape to emotions that didn’t yet have language. Over time, those private reflections transformed into a fantasy series rooted not in conquest or spectacle, but in healing, memory, and choice.
This space is where that process continues: more openly, more quietly, and more personally.
Here, I write about storytelling as a tool for recovery, creativity as a form of grounding, and the small, often unremarkable moments that help rebuild a sense of purpose. Some posts explore the emotional foundations behind my novels. Others reflect the ways art can hold us when logic alone is not enough.
This blog posts are not meant to offer quick fixes. They are reflections shaped by lived experience, about learning to stay present, to listen inward, and to choose gentleness in a world that often rewards urgency and force.
If you are drawn to fantasy that values inner transformation, to creative work born from healing, or to thoughtful explorations of memory and meaning, you may find something here that resonates. You are welcome to read in order, or simply follow the threads that speak to you.
Latest posts
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Leyline Teleportation
Why Some Paths Are Locked Until You’re Ready Leyline teleportation is not personal. It doesn’t respond to individual will or clarity alone. It runs through the bones of the world, ancient currents of power laid down long before any one person learned how to move. You don’t draw a leyline.You don’t own it.You don’t activate
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Sigil Teleportation
Sigil Teleportation Movement That Requires Consent Sigil teleportation is the most personal form of movement in the realms. It doesn’t rely on shared roads or sanctioned pathways.It doesn’t draw power from the world at large.It draws it from the individual who activates it. A sigil only works when the traveler knows exactly where they are
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When Stillness Became Unsafe
There was a time when staying still felt like survival. In earlier books, I built rules. Borders. Systems. Characters.They weren’t there to control the world; they were there to hold it together. To keep parts of it from bleeding into one another until I could breathe again. But Book Three exists because it stopped being
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Drealthane ● Where Peace Is Watched, Not Trusted
Drealthane: A City Removed from the Ground Drealthane exists because no one can leave peace unattended. It drifts. Suspended at the convergence point of all five realms, the Council Seat floats not as a symbol of unity, but of mutual restraint. However, the realms trusted none of themselves to hold it. Likewise, no land proved
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The Covenant Isles ● Where Balance Is an Ongoing Sacrifice
A Realm Without Rule The Covenant Isles exist because no one can rule balance. Balance requires tending. Neutral, Not Empty The Isles form a scattered, ever-shifting archipelago with no monarch and no single capital. The Isles are neutral territory.And they stand as sacred ground. That distinction matters. While writing Book Two, I shaped this realm
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