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Jugement Day

Jugement Day

The Final Warning The fluorescent lights of the studio’s small live room hummed against the walls. It was a strange contrast to the velvet darkness of Dave’s nightclubs. This wasn’t a concert hall. It wasn’t supposed to be. Dave had chosen the...
How Passion Fuels the Author’s Soul

How Passion Fuels the Author’s Soul

The Fire Behind the Words We talk about craft. Plot. Character arcs. Compelling dialogue. We dissect sentences, argue over punctuation and agonise over a single word. These are the bricks and mortar of storytelling. They matter. But they are not the fire. There is...
Losing My Mind

Losing My Mind

The hallway smelled like bleach and boiled carrots, a lazy attempt to scrub over whatever had come before.I adjusted my tie. Still knotted right.The jacket sat a little off my shoulders now, but the cut was sharp.Routine helps you stay anchored. So does suspicion.The...

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