The Spark Of Creation

My story began not with ink on a blank page, but with the worn, whispering pages of a book held close. Within those fragile leaves, a world bloomed, so vivid I could almost feel the cold, rough stone beneath my fingertips. It was magic—pure and untamed. The sheer magic of being transported into another world, feeling the stone walls of a fictional castle as if they were real, ignited a fire within me. That same spark ignited in literature class, where the words flowed effortlessly onto the page, creating stories that felt alive. Even then, twenty years ago, I knew: I was meant to be a weaver of worlds.

The Daunting Dream

Yet, the path stretched dauntingly ahead, a labyrinth of outlines, legal tangles, and the daunting roar of the publishing world. The looming tasks of outlining, drafting, and securing a publisher felt insurmountable. Overwhelmed, I faltered, the dream flickering like a candle in a storm.

Motherhood and Entrepreneurship

Then, life shifted, and a new chapter began. Five years ago, after the birth of my first daughter, motherhood arrived, bringing with it a fierce, protective love and a renewed yearning to create. My blog, “Stay-at-Home-Momitude,” became a space to share my journey, a tentative step back into the world of words. For six months, I poured my energy into building an audience. A detour into entrepreneurship followed, a whirlwind of creation and connection—a powerful, demanding dance. My friend, sensing my entrepreneurial spirit, practically begged me to join her venture, even covering my first month’s fees. It was a good risk, at the time. I became my own boss, managing product creation, sales, and customer relations. But the call of the stories, the insistent whisper of my true path, never truly faded.

A Shift in Focus

The demands of motherhood, household duties, and my blog, which wasn’t generating income, forced a difficult choice. I chose to let the blog go, focusing on my business, a decision that significantly supported my family. Five years later, with two daughters now needing my full devotion, I stepped back once more. The desire to provide them with a nurturing environment outweighed everything else.

A Dream That Returns

And within the quiet, a spark ignited. Within two months, the author’s itch returned, but this time, it was different. A simple Facebook video showcasing how to create and sell coloring books on Amazon’s Kindle Direct Publishing led to a revelation: I could be an author. Not just a creator of lines on a page, but a storyteller, a world-builder.

Join the Adventure

The coloring book was abandoned, unfinished. Instead, my notes app became a canvas for worlds yet unseen. An outline? No, a living, breathing landscape where the journey was as important as the destination. Between whispered lullabies and the hush of sleeping children, I steal the night. These stories, born of ink and shadow, are my escape, my offering. A mother by day, a weaver of dark desires by night. Within these pages, fantasy bleeds into the raw pulse of forbidden passion. Welcome to the shadows I’ve woven. And those shadows are hungry for your presence.

Will you join me on this epic adventure in the Rune-Bound Chronicles? Will you walk with me through this world I have created?

Let’s connect

I’d love to hear your thoughts! Leave a comment below and let’s get to know each other. What kind of stories ignite your imagination? What worlds do you dream of exploring? Let’s connect and share our love for the magic of storytelling.