Hi guys,
I know I’ve been M.I.A.—no excuses. Creativity needs space, and life hasn’t always allowed that. But lately, the words have started flowing again. Maximilian and Seher’s story is very close to its ending. One day soon, inspiration will strike, and I’ll give you the conclusion it deserves—3–4 beautiful epilogues and a farewell that stays with you.
But until that day comes, I’ve started something short and special—just 8–10 chapters. Two are already up. It’s called The Placeholder. A compact story, full of feeling, and I promise I’ll finish it. No long waits, no 100 parts.
Here’s what it’s about:
Aoife Brennan planned the perfect night to celebrate the life she thought they were building together. But when the clock strikes midnight, she discovers that some truths don’t come crashing down—they unravel, quietly.
Set in the rainy corners of Dublin, The Placeholder is a story of love mistaken for fate, and the quiet ache of being someone's almost.
If you’ve got a moment, give it a read and let me know what you think. I’d love to hear what you feel about it—the direction, the emotion, the characters.
Much love. 💛
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