once upon a diary page,
a little writer dreamed with ink-stained fingers
and a heart full of untold stories.
before I knew how to type, I knew how to feel-
and somewhere between the clack of a typewriter
and the silence of night,
a story was born.
written in 2019, held close like a secret,
it's finally ready to bloom into the light.

I write of love that aches,
of mysteries wrapped in moonlight,
of magic hidden in shadows
and crimes that leave more than just clues.
my worlds are stitched with emotion,
soft chaos, and characters that don't behave.

to my dear readers, I call you Pankhudis-
because you're the delicate petals
that bring my stories to life.
and if you're reading this,
you're already a part of something precious.

follow my journey,
get lost in the pages,
and if you'd like to peek behind the scenes-
I'm just a click away: @authorj.writess 🌸
support means everything.
thank you for helping this dream unfold.