Manifesting the Stories in My Mind

Manifesting the Stories in My Mind

Storytelling is my gift, my heart’s calling—but writing? That’s a different challenge. A million scenarios float around in my mind, cluttered and foggy, begging to be set free. The only way to do that, I’m convinced, is by bringing these stories to life on the page. It’s been my lifelong dream to share my worlds with others, and the characters I imagine are as real to me as any friend. Each night, they come alive in my mind—the magic, the gut-wrenching love stories, the mysteries that twist and unfold. They’re all there, waiting.

But there are so many stories. So many ideas, all unfinished and untold. Recently, as I dug through old notebooks, I rediscovered some of my worlds. Mason and Sophia, for instance, on their hunt for a legendary treasure; Amelia Novak, her long-lost sister, and their family’s long-awaited reunion; and then there’s Maisie and her gang in the magical Aradella Valley, a world rich with magic, betrayal, and heartbreak. They’re all waiting to be told.

Just one of these worlds written from beginning to end, fully alive on the page—how incredible that would be. To finally let readers glimpse into these worlds I’ve kept hidden so long, to let the characters breathe and speak in a way that others could feel too. That’s my dream.

One day, I remind myself, it will happen. And I’m getting there. Slowly, steadily, I’m doing it. I’ve written my first draft of The Forgotten Isles. Seeing it take shape on the page, it’s becoming real. I’m putting in the hard work, prioritizing this dream, and manifesting it with everything I’ve got.

I promise myself: I will finish at least one of these stories, and when I do, it will unlock so much more. I’m manifesting my dream. It will happen.

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