Not a Valentines post.

Sometimes, in the dark of the night, I stumble upon things that are dark or strange or that I can’t make peace with. I want to cry, and it hearts in my heart. In those moments, deep in my mind, I start a story. I think that some might consider my books very open shadow work. I am peering into my soul.

But it’s too scary for me. I’m a baby.

So, I give myself distance to look at it. I write about…

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