A love letter to the women who stopped apologizing for choosing themselves. The Myth of Completion Somewhere between Disney movies and dating apps, we were brainwashed. Conditioned to believe that a woman’s story isn’t whole until a man enters the frame—until there’s a ring, a “Mrs.” before your name, and a happily ever after that…
The Confession Hiding in the “About Me” Section When I first built my author website, I was thinking clean, professional, predictable — a digital business card for my books. I didn’t plan on bleeding all over the keyboard. I figured I’d post a few updates, maybe some behind-the-scenes thoughts about writing. Simple. Safe. But something…