I write because reality has terrible WiFi and my imagination refuses to behave. My OCs, Ayame and Ryukyu, have already staged two rebellions against my plot, and I know the next wave of characters is lurking in the shadows, waiting for their chance. I spend my time writing like it's a full-contact sport, building worlds at 2AM, sketching chaotic ideas, and hyperfixating on fictional universes until I know the lore better than the author. I rewatch comfort shows, make far-too-specific playlists, and collect random facts that feel important to my soul. I chase stories that sprint away like feral raccoons (exactly like my love life) and trip over plot twists I definitely didn't approve. I'm a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, so this is a strictly smut-free zone; the chaos stays PG ish no matter how dramatic my characters get. At this point, I'm less an author and more a sleep-deprived bystander with a keyboard. If you enjoy stubborn characters and a writer who is visibly fighting for her life, pull up a chair. Welcome... To Jurassic Park. *Cue Jurassic Park theme*