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Is there going to be a Part 2 to Aphrodite?? BECAUSE WOW!! 

It’s so frustrating because I can’t seem to write anything good. I come up with a few ideas, but I always end up feeling they’re not good enough. At this point, I might as well consider myself illiterate.

I’m still working on it right now. It still has a lot of flaws, and I want everything to be polished and properly done. I will publish it probably next year…?

I have extraordinary story ideas that will blow everyone’s mind, and what’s genuinely staggering is that I’ve finally stumbled onto a plot that feels refreshingly unclichéd, at least to me. I’ve been brainstorming with my alter egos, letting every fractured version of my imagination collide until something singular comes to light. I can’t say with absolute certainty that no one has ever tread this ground before, but the odds feel audaciously in my favor. I’m shooting my shot regardless.
          
          
          Synopsis: Jennie is a grief counselor with an unusual condition: she experiences secondhand emotional memory - when she touches someone during a vulnerable moment, she briefly inhabits their strongest unresolved feeling. She keeps people at arm's length, wears gloves, lives quietly.
          
          Then a girl named Lisa shows up at her practice - not as a patient, but to return her lost wallet. When their hands accidentally touch, she feels nothing. Absolute silence. For the first time in years, another person is just... a person.
          
          And she becomes low-key obsessed with understanding why.
          
          
          
          What can you say about it?

Author the "Last Christmas" story ??? Is it gone ? That story was so good ...I hope you can bring it back !!

i just read the last chapter from After we fly back. It's really fucking annoying how amazing your writing skills are. Like how??? I have always loved to write, although it was never one of my hobbies. I excelled at writing back in highschool, before uni. I haven't written anything since then. I was always satisfied with my work, but reading yours??? Well fuck my sideways. I just don't think I could ever portray emotions and feelings like you do. Even though I speak four languages, I still feel like I wouldn’t be able to find the right words the way you do. I'm not jealous though, I'm astonished. What you do is beautiful. And you really killed her off god damn :') anyway, as much as I would have loved to read more of the story before reaching the end of it, I'm grateful for your work. And thank you for giving it a finale :)))

To tell you what everyone, I really want to adapt the seven husbands of evelyn hugo but that’ll put my account on risk. Idk if I’m willing to take that risk. I’ll think about it.

Are you going to post a new story?

hi btw im obsessed with the new story

I read my friend's essay, and it made me cry. Not just because it was beautiful, but because it reminded me of how I used to write. Now I find myself wondering what changed, when did the butterflies become nostalgic? I can’t help but to ask—will I ever write like that again? Will the passion that once burned so brightly find its way back, or has it already turned to ash?