I wouldn't call myself a writer or a reader in the traditional sense. It's been over a decade since I last picked up a book or penned a story-college was the last time. Back then, I received some accolades for my writing, and people suggested I pursue it further. But reading was always a challenge for me; it became more of a task than a joy, so I stepped away from it.

Yet, every so often, inspiration strikes. I experience vivid, detailed dreams-so clear they feel like movies. When I share them, friends frequently say, "You should write that down." Storytelling seems to be in my blood; my mom was an avid reader of romantic and supernatural novels. She'd recount them with such passion and detail that you'd feel like you were part of the story.

So here I am, sharing stories when the muse visits. If I've read your work, know that it truly resonated with me. Thank you for stopping by, and I hope you find something here that speaks to you. Have a nice day.

Quinn