The creative

Sometimes when I can't sit down to write, I watch people who talk about writing their book, poems, stories, they show the creative process, I watch interviews with my favorite writers and it's such an extraordinary dose of something magical for me that I immediately want to write something of my own, that I want to feel what they feel when they are... See more

When they ghosted or ended things with me, I assumed it was because I’d said too much, felt too much, demanded too much. Now I think it’s because I made them think at all.

Rothko didn't paint for people who wanted realistic landscapes. Coltrane didn't compose for ears that preferred simple melodies. They created from their center outward, trusting that specificity would find its own resonance. The result wasn't exclusion but precision—work that spoke directly to the people capable of receiving it.

depth creates its own magnetism.

When you stop translating, extraordinary things happen. Your creative, social, and intellectual bandwidth expands dramatically. The cognitive load of constant performance was enormous—every conversation where you were editing rather than expressing depleted resources that could be directed toward creation, insight, genuine connection.

I realized how much this process has shaped me. Not just as a writer, but as a person trying to live more clearly in the world. Each post chipped away at confusion, revealed patterns I hadn’t seen, or helped me name something I’d been circling for years.

Most people don’t care about the formatting, they care about the soul of the piece.

it creates a moment of recognition between two people who might never meet.