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The New Witch Hunt: AI Paranoia and the Loss of Human Error Let’s talk

Let’s talk about a recent Verified Purchase review left for my latest book, Serenity Falls. The reader pointed out two continuity errors across the series. First, they noticed...

The Things That Chose Me — Part III: The Girl Who Rode Beside Me After

After Twinkle, my beloved horse, passed away, life carried me back to the small city we had once called home. And this time, something unexpected happened—I fell completely in...

The Things That Chose Me — Part II To truly understand my bond with Copper,

To truly understand my bond with Copper, I need to take you further back.

Before Copper… there was Twinkle.

I found myself on a farm, hundreds of miles from home, spending my...

The Things That Chose Me — Part I As I sat at my writing desk, a sudden

As I sat at my writing desk, a sudden recollection of my teenage years washed over me.

I’m not entirely sure what sparked it. A trigger, perhaps. Or something quieter—something...

No Podium, No Pressure What Running Taught Me About Writing, Freedom, and

Something was nagging at the back of my mind yesterday during my run. Not an unpleasant feeling — more like an itch just out of reach, persistent and quietly insistent. This is...

Rejected, Then #1: My Honest Journey Through Indie Publishing as a Fiction

There was never any doubt in my mind, or my heart, that I wanted to become a full-time writer. "One day, when I'm grown up," as they say. Of my few acquaintances, only one...

The Book That Watches Me Write Readers, fellow authors, and writers often

Readers, fellow authors, and writers often ask me the same two questions:

“What is your favourite book?” and “Who is your favourite author?”

It is a difficult question to answer,...

The Angels Who Found Me Six months ago, I had no idea that my time at the

Six months ago, I had no idea that my time at the mental health clinic would set in motion everything that followed. If I had known then what I know now, I would have cherished...

The Email That Changed Everything (Even Though I Didn’t Realize It Yet)

Some milestones don’t arrive with trumpets.

They slip quietly into your inbox on an ordinary day, disguised as just another message among many.

I had just finished Serenity Falls...

The Day My Future Was Decided I haven’t saved much for retirement, largely

I haven’t saved much for retirement, largely because I never expected to reach this stage of life. It’s not something I ever imagined. Sitting here now, staring at words on a...

How I Learned to See People as Dogs Let’s travel back two decades, so this

Let’s travel back two decades, so this story makes sense.

Once again, I found myself near the top of the corporate ladder. Over time, my responsibilities grew until I was...

At Last, I Am Free This morning, staring at my computer screen, I was

This morning, staring at my computer screen, I was utterly dumbfounded.

Sometimes being a writer simply doesn’t add up. I love writing — fiercely. It excites me, frightens me a...

The Ones Who Came Before Leave This wasn’t the first time I had experienced

This wasn’t the first time I had experienced something mysterious.

Similar strange occurrences happened to me both before and after the Soweto massacre. Most have faded with...

Where the Smoke Blotted Out the Sun Shortly after seeing the “angelic”

Shortly after seeing the “angelic” figures at the foot of my bed, I drifted into a deep, peaceful sleep. It felt as though only a minute or two had passed when the military base...

They Came in the Night This story is entirely based on real events. Nothing

This story is entirely based on real events. Nothing has been altered to protect anyone, because the truth requires no embellishment. The only exception is if your biological...

The Tune You Make This morning, as I was getting ready for work, I heard my

This morning, as I was getting ready for work, I heard my wife humming a familiar melody while she made breakfast and packed our lunches in the kitchen.

Now, before you get the...

The Ghosts in the Ink I started reading at such a young age that I don’t

I started reading at such a young age that I don’t remember the exact moment. While I can recall learning how to read, it’s harder to pinpoint when I first began writing, or...

It Took Years to Get Here Reaching this point has taken years. While I

Reaching this point has taken years. While I always dreamed of it, I never imagined I’d wake up on a Monday and spend my morning answering emails about my stories.

Getting...

A Quiet Day, a Living Book, and One Unexpected Fan Since I’m drawing a

Since I’m drawing a blank on what to write about today, I thought I’d simply speak my mind.

Things are calm on the writing side of life, at least for now — and I suppose that’s a...

The Quiet Art of Not Belonging I have often felt as though I do not belong,

I have often felt as though I do not belong, as if I were shaped slightly differently from the spaces I am meant to occupy.

It is not a fleeting feeling, and I cannot trace it...